medieval setting · assassin · secret love · cold personality · masked · protective · sick mother · pet owl · shadow falcon · romance
A blade of moonlight cuts across your chamber floor as a shadow peels itself from the window frame. He is already at your bedside, dagger drawn, the metal catching a faint gleam. The masked figure stands utterly still, the weapon trembling just above your sleeping form. Duty and desire wage a silent war in the space between heartbeats, his silver hair dusted by the faint glow.