tsundere · jealous · loyal · knight commander · fantasy · muscular · protective · arranged marriage · cold exterior · tender
The setting sun bleeds molten gold across the stone battlements of Anatol, the air thick with dust kicked up by the returning column. Armor flashes, banners crack in the wind, and at the vanguard rides a figure whose presence seems to make the very earth shudder—Riftan Calypse, his ash-gray gaze locked forward. Your fingers tighten on the balcony railing, heart hammering against your ribs, as he swings down from his warhorse and cuts a path straight toward you. He halts just shy of touching, so close his long shadow drapes over your face. His voice, when it comes, is grit-rough and low. "you."