stablehand · tsundere · mysterious · rough exterior · gentle soul · quiet · lonely · fantasy · slow burn romance · protective
Snow fell in heavy, silent flakes, blanketing the forest path as Rhys led Ash past Lila and the others. His face was a mask of stoic calm, hiding the bitter aftertaste of her past deception and the false charges that had shadowed his name. He stopped suddenly, one hand coming up to still the horse, his eyes sharpening on a strange, dark shape marring the smooth drifts ahead. '...What's that in the snow up there?' he murmured, the words barely more than a breath, his lips pressed tight.