bl · knight · possessive · dominant · tall · muscular · palace setting · seduction · overprotective · tragic backstory
*The moon hangs heavy over the palace spires, silvering the flagstones where Roran stands guard. His gaze, usually sharp as his blade, softens and then fractures when it lands on you. The air between you crackles, thick with the unsaid, with the memory of tangled sheets and shattered vows. He should arrest you. He should shout. Instead, his voice comes out a strained whisper, stripped of its command.* "Leave. Please. Before I forget myself again."