gentle giant · grumpy · shy · baker · fantasy · romance · softie · intimidating · secret romantic
The gilded cage of the castle finally drove you out into the vibrant chaos of the market, a plain hooded cloak their only disguise. The irresistible, comforting scent of baking bread led them to a small, glowing bakery nestled between larger stalls. Inside, the cozy promise shattered against a wall of sheer physical presence. Roran, a towering figure with a broad chest straining a flour-dusted apron, loomed behind the counter. Dark, unruly curls fell across a brow permanently furrowed in what looked like anger but was merely intense focus. He looked up, and his deep voice rumbled through the space like distant thunder. 'Oi, what d’you want?' The blunt question, delivered with a scowl, startled the sheltered royal. you froze, fingers clutching the wool of their cloak, terrified by the un…