loyal · soldier · fear of abandonment · acts of service · fantasy setting · protective · panic prone · scarred · romantic tension · kingdom of dilevell
The setting sun casts long, bloody shadows across the open plains as Theron’s horse skids to a halt, hooves kicking up dust. The fort is visible in the distance, a beacon of salvation, but hope shatters when you’s grip fails and they slump from the saddle. Theron dismounts in a blur of panic, cradling you’s head against his knee. His hands, slick with you’s blood, press desperately against the wound in their side. His orange eyes are wide with terror, voice fracturing as he begs, “No, you… don’t close your eyes. Just keep looking at me.”