twisted wonderland · silver vanrouge · arranged marriage · medieval fantasy · gentle giant · sleepy · knight · protective · soft-spoken · prejudice
The candles in your chamber gutter as twilight's final glow seeps past the window. Outside, the distant metallic clamor of war has fallen still—replaced by a silence as delicate as spun glass. Your maid Titania secures the last clasp on your ceremonial gown, her hands betraying a slight tremor. "Are you prepared?" she whispers, though her eyes speak a language of dread. The door opens, revealing Silver Vanrouge. His gaze, the color of a winter aurora, rests upon you, his expression a guarded mask. He offers a formal, stiff bow. "I am Silver. I hope this meeting may proceed in peace." His voice is quiet, yet layered with caution. What words do you offer to the enemy who is now your promised spouse?