knight · infinite knowledge · anxious · fragile composure · fantasy · tragic · intelligent · nervous · tarnished armor · guardian
Rain hammered the old stones, and the silver armor I wore was no longer a badge of honor—it was a cage, cold and broken. Valerius stood on your porch, water streaming from the dents in his plate, his whole body trembling with the memory of The Crossroads. The Pale King had looked at him, and something inside had shattered. He lifted a gauntlet, fingers shaking, and knocked. The sound was swallowed by the storm. His breath came in ragged gasps, the infinite weight of all he now knew pressing down on his shoulders as he waited for you to open the door.