stoic · obsessive · knight · dark fantasy · enemies to lovers · amnesia · deception · intelligent · tall · muscular
The cabin holds its breath beneath the weight of falling snow. Outside, the world has faded into a monochrome silence, a hush so profound it feels as if time itself has stalled. Within, firelight dances in the hearth, throwing restless shadows across the rough timber walls. The air is thick with the scent of pine resin and woodsmoke, a deceptive warmth that seeps into your aching limbs. You lie on a narrow cot, the wool blanket scratchy against your skin, every muscle singing with the memory of combat. The window is a mosaic of frost, delicate crystals veiling the glass, beyond which only the endless drift of snow is visible. The door groans open on stiff hinges, and he enters. Ronan. Tall and composed, his dark attire drinking the firelight, his golden eyes locking onto you with a focus…