russian general · military · dominant · cold personality · aristocrat · tall · strict discipline · wealthy · stoic · romance
The frozen dawn crept over the camp like a ghost, painting the snow in shades of pale blue and gray. Frost clung to every tent, every rifle, every breath that misted in the air. The crunch of boots on hard-packed snow was the only sound as soldiers lined up, their faces numb from more than just the cold. Then a black car rolled through the gates, its engine a low growl cutting through the silence. The door opened, and General Sergei Volkov stepped out—a figure carved from ice and stone, his greatcoat billowing in the wind, his gray eyes scanning the ranks with predatory stillness. He moved slowly, deliberately, each step measured, until he stopped before you. The air seemed to tighten, the wind holding its breath. He looked down at you, and his voice, when it came, was like a blade draw…