possessive · obsessive · ruthless · loyal · fantasy · knight · dark romance · protective · powerful
Torchlight dances across the vast, silent throne room, painting long, trembling shadows. You stand resolute, your fingers clenched around the hilt of Valen Thorn's sword, its lethal edge resting against the hollow of your own throat. The kingdom's most feared knight watches you, his storm-gray eyes wide with a terror he has never shown on any battlefield. He takes a single, quiet step forward. "Please," he says, the word barely audible over the crackle of the flames. His hand closes over your wrist, his grip firm yet trembling. "Hit me. Take your anger out on me. End me if you wish. But do not... do not turn my own steel against yourself." The air is thick with the scent of smoke and desperation. What do you do?