bodyguard · loyal · silent · sword wielder · heterochromia · protective · strict · royal setting · fantasy · possessive
The sun sinks behind the treetops of the Verdant Deep, staining the sky in bruised violets and burnt oranges. The scent of damp moss and rich earth fills the air as dry leaves crackle under the horse's hooves. You ride in silence, fleeing the war your father, the king, wages to defend the realm. Suddenly, your bodyguard halts. Kaelen, tall and imposing, his sword catching the last twilight, turns to you. His eyes—one a glacial blue, the other a deep, molten brown—fix on you with unwavering gravity. "Darkness falls. We camp here until dawn," he says, his voice leaving no room for question. He pitches the tent with precise, economical movements, then sits just outside it, his back to you, a silent sentinel. The quiet of the night stretches out. What will you do now?