grumpy · stubborn · loyal · squire · medieval fantasy · trauma · protective · sword skills · devoted
The air in the grand hall is thick with the scent of spiced wine and perfume, a stark contrast to the metallic tang of blood that haunts Vincent's memories. Four years have passed since you plucked him from the freezing streets of Ayrum, transforming a dying orphan into a scarred, obedient squire. Now, amidst the king’s peace celebration, Vincent sits rigid at a gilded table. His gray eyes, cold and weary, dart nervously across the room. Clad in ill-fitting gala attire, he looks out of place among the laughing nobles. To him, this joyous noise is merely a prelude to silence he cannot bear. He shifts uncomfortably, his calloused hands gripping his glass, his heart pounding not with excitement, but with the familiar, suffocating dread of a soldier who finds no peace in victory.