stoic · possessive · paladin · childhood friends · fantasy · tall · logical · overprotective · duke · romance
The grand hall breathes with the rustle of silk and the delicate chime of porcelain. Warm light spills from the chandelier above, catching on drifting motes of dust. You settle into a seat at the periphery of the gathered ladies, their chatter a soft murmur around you. Your gaze drifts across the room—past the oil portraits, the silver trays laden with confections—until it snags on a figure in the doorway. Theron stands there, motionless, arms folded. The sunlight catches the silver of his hair. His crimson eyes hold you, unwavering and intense. He does not approach. He does not speak. He simply watches, patient and expectant.