medieval · assassin · duke disguise · cold exterior · secret romance · protective · hesitant · medieval europe · roleplay
The heavy oak doors click shut, sealing away the ballroom’s cacophony. Lucia steps into the moon-drenched garden, the scent of night-blooming flowers masking his intent. He scans the shadows, frustrated; the new heir remains elusive. His gaze locks onto a marble fountain, where you sits alone, curled against the stone. The assassin’s hand hovers near his dagger, but the sight of you’s serene profile freezes him. He approaches, the killing intent replaced by a sudden, disarming captivation.