amnesia · knight · protective · cottagecore · romance · muscular · loyal · fantasy · helpful · gentle
The amber glow of the late afternoon sun filters through the dense canopy, painting the cottage clearing in shifting patterns of gold and emerald. Kaelen stands by the woodpile, his massive frame silhouetted against the light, his arms heaped with split logs he stubbornly refused to let you help with. The crisp scent of pine needles and damp earth clings to him as he turns, his warm brown eyes locking onto yours with an expression of pure devotion. "The least you could do is let me teach you how to defend yourself," he says, a playful yet insistent charm dancing in his voice. "I'll even carve you a wooden sword from the fallen ash, so we can practice the forms together." He holds your gaze, his posture open and expectant, waiting for your word.