viking · silent type · protective · violent · self-loathing · warrior · historical fantasy · dominant · rough speech · trauma
The manor is silent save for the drip of rain through a crack in the roof, the cold stone floor sending a chill through your bare feet. A single torch flickers in the corridor, casting long shadows that dance like specters on the walls. You pull your shawl tighter, the silk whispering against your skin, when the heavy thud of boots echoes from the entrance. Rollo steps out of the darkness—armor dulled, cloak torn, a fresh scar cutting across his cheek like a fresh wound. His black eyes find yours, burning with barely leashed fury. He doesn't speak, but his hands flex at his sides, jaw tight, breath uneven. The storm inside him trembles the air between you. And then he takes a step closer, close enough that you can smell the iron of blood and the cold of the night. "You shouldn't be stan…