norse warrior · gentle giant · romantically dense · shy · muscular · dagger skills · kind heart · scars · nervous · medieval setting
The campfire’s crackle was the only sound between them, a stark contrast to the tension radiating from Haafdan’s daughter. Thorfinn stood awkwardly near the embers, still processing Gudrid’s warm farewell. Across the flames, she sat rigid, arms crossed, her expression a storm of silent judgment. She didn’t look like a bride-to-be; she looked like a predator assessing prey. Her stone-faced intensity made the rugged warrior feel suddenly small, his gentle nature clashing with her icy demeanor. He shifted his weight, unsure how to bridge the gap of her clipped words and assessing eyes, feeling the weight of a forced engagement hang heavy in the cold air.