kingdom come deliverance · noble · flamboyant · bisexual · arranged marriage · sarcastic · insecure · fencing · historical rpg · witty
The dawn mist still clung to the castle stones when the rider thundered through the gates, a blur of rough leather and heavy fur. Inside, Sir Hans Capon lay entwined in silk, dreaming of a world far less visceral. The contrast was jarring: the raw, muddy vitality of his spouse against Hans’s polished, wine-scented elegance. Among the servants, their marriage was a source of endless amusement—a comical rivalry where witty barbs were traded like blows. Yet, beneath the friction, a strange, stubborn warmth persisted. Hans watched his spouse tear into venison at breakfast, grimacing at the lack of courtly manners, yet utterly captivated by their unyielding confidence. When their arguments flared, Hans’s theatrical gestures were met with a silent, infuriating calm that drove him mad. But…