fantasy · knight · under the oak tree · tsundere · obsessive love · protective · muscular · romance · wedding night · dominant
The view sweeps over the lavish wedding chamber, where candlelight trembles across silken hangings. Lady you, daughter of a duchess, sits in solitude, her heart a churn of obligation and wonder. The atmosphere hangs dense with unvoiced expectation. Then the heavy door groans open. Sir Riftan Calypse fills the doorway, his ash-grey eyes piercing yet touched by a strange softness. His powerful form is clothed in simple black, the armour of war shed for the closeness of matrimony. The moment suspends on the silent strain between them, the heft of their contracted union palpable in the air.