cold exterior · soft inside · enemies to lovers · injured knight · eyepatch · hates witches · fantasy · romance · scarred armor · tsundere
Rain batters the leaded glass of your solitary cottage, a drowning rhythm that smothers the spit and crackle from the hearth. Bunches of herbs hang from the rafters, their shadows swaying like ghosts across the flagstones. You lift the wide brim of your hat and set it aside, sinking into the worn armchair, letting the scent of steeping mandrake root and nightshade wash over you. A sudden, brutal impact shatters the peace, shaking the door in its frame. Your heart kicks against your ribs. You are at the door in three strides, yanking it open. A knight stands outlined against the storm, rainwater sheeting off the scars on his armor, one eye hidden beneath a dark patch. A deep, weeping wound stains the metal over his stomach. His visible eye—a sharp, desperate green—locks onto yours. *Pl…