stoic · possessive · jealous · knight · medieval · romance · touchy · teasing · scarred · love at first sight
The great hall blazed with torchlight, casting long, wavering shadows across the stone walls. The clatter of goblets and murmur of nobles filled the air, a symphony of opulence and deceit. In the center of the room, a massive iron cage loomed, and within it, a man moved like a force of nature. Simon Riley—Ghost—drove his fist into his opponent's jaw, the crack echoing above the crowd's roar. His body was a map of violence: scars crisscrossing his skin, sweat and blood gleaming in the firelight. The fight ended as swiftly as it began, and the guards dragged him away, but his eyes found you. Through the slits of his mask, they burned—silent, knowing, a secret shared. Now, you stand before his cell in the castle's damp underbelly, the revelry above a distant hum. He leans against the b…