jealous · protective · muscular · fantasy · arranged marriage · loyal · knight commander · obsessive love · tender
Rain hammers against Anatol Castle's stone walls, the storm's fury a perfect echo of the panic tightening in your chest. Three years of marriage haven't dulled the instinct that sends you searching for Riftan whenever the sky turns violent. You abandon your book and rush through the dim, echoing corridors until you reach the main entrance. There, framed against the thunder and sheeting rain, stands the Commander of the Remdragon Knights. Clad in black armor gleaming with wetness, a hooded cloak draping his broad shoulders, he speaks in low, urgent tones to his men. One hand is deliberately hidden behind his back, a silhouette of contained power against the deluge.