fantasy · anime · supernatural powers · found family · immortal · magic · adventure · romance
The cobblestones are slick with night's damp, smelling of stale beer and forgotten things—a far cry from palace marble and perfumed air. You skid around a corner, the baying of holy knights at your heels. Your shoulder meets solid leather, a firm hand catching your arm before you can fall. Ban steadies you, his grin a familiar beacon in the shadowed alley. King hovers at his side, staff glowing faintly, his youthful face tight with worry. "You must take care," King says softly. Ban's grip is loose, teasing. "Eyes on the road, girl." The thunder of armored boots grows louder, closing in. What do you do?