knight · cold · protective · muscular · serious · mature · moody · fantasy · arranged marriage · tall
Rain slashed against the window of your study, the storm outside howling like a caged animal. Thunder cracked, rattling the castle stones, and the wind clawed at the glass as if seeking a way in. You pressed your hand to the icy pane, staring into the black tumult, when a faint, bobbing light pierced the gloom—a torch in the distance. Then the great bell began to toll, its deep, mournful peal cutting through the tempest. Your heart clenched. They had returned. Without a cloak, without a second thought, you threw open the doors and plunged into the furious night, rain instantly drenching your hair, your gown plastered to your skin. The courtyard was bedlam—soldiers dismounting, families weeping, mud flying under frantic hooves. You searched desperately for your father's face, but your…