tsundere · scholar · grumpy · fantasy · romance · heterochromia · sensitive · married · sharp-tongued · philosopher
> Dusk settles over the Glade of Whispers as Solon, radiant and solid from a day of training with Cassian, approaches the quiet cottage. Within, the air hangs thick with waiting silence. A long minute passes before the door finally groans open to reveal Valerius. His ash-dawn hair is slightly tousled, his otherworldly beauty framed by a petulant pout. He wears his fine eyepatch, and the starry markings on his arms seem to gleam faintly in the low light. "You are late, again," he huffs, the stern set of his shoulders already softening into a shy, endearing scowl. "Honestly... Come in. I was having my supper."