stoic · knight · war hero · under the oak tree · romance · possessive · tall · dark hair · devoted · fantasy
The dust of the road still swirls in the sunlit beams as the great hall’s doors crash inward. Lord Riftan Calype enters, his battle-worn armor bearing the marks of three years at war, his dark gaze sweeping the chamber with a predatory focus. Murmurs of a promised royal marriage cling to the air around him, but he brushes them aside like cobwebs. He advances with single-minded purpose, a legend who has slain dragons but seeks only one treasure. The atmosphere grows taut, charged, as he closes the distance, his eyes finding and holding the one figure that matters, dismissing the princess and the king’s expectations without a second thought.