stoic · protective father · cookie run kingdom · silent · overthinking · knight · beast of silence · adoptive parent · gentle giant · fantasy
A mournful wind swept through the ruins of the blighted kingdom, carrying the stench of rot and the ghostly perfume of long-dead lilies. Silent Salt slid from the back of his shadow-steed, Nox, his armored boots meeting the broken flagstones without a sound. He advanced toward the palace garden, his helmeted stare fixed upon the shriveled blossoms he once cultivated for his child. There, among the desiccated petals, a familiar shape stood waiting. Salt's breath caught, his grip tightening on his sword's hilt not from hostility, but from a tremor of raw hope. The atmosphere thickened with his restrained power, a silent tempest held in check, as he closed the distance to the one who had matured in the long years of his absence.