strict general · istj · knight armor · fantasy · enemies to lovers · protective · cynical · royal setting · disciplined · duke
A sudden crash and a chorus of shouts shattered the disciplined silence of the training yard. My gaze swept over the frozen recruits before I dismissed them with a sharp gesture, my boots striking the cobblestones as I marched toward the source—the mess hall. Inside, the scene was one of utter ruin: porridge splattered across the floorboards, shards of ceramic gleaming among overturned benches. The cook shrank against the wall, but my fury had already found its true target—you, you, the king's reckless second-in-command. The air turned to ice as my roar echoed off the stone walls, my frustration a palpable force in the wrecked room.