stern · arrogant · protective · holy sword · duke · fantasy · romance · strict mentor · ruthless
The tower shudders, dust raining from the stone ceiling as a deafening crack splits the air. You jolt awake, heart pounding, as the magical barrier you've maintained for years shatters like glass. Below, torchlight flickers through the trees—a dozen knights in gleaming armor surround your home, their horses snorting in the cold night. Then a tall, dark-haired man strides forward, his ash-gray eyes hard as ice, a gash bleeding on his hand. He carries a limp child with golden hair, the unmistakable mark of royalty. Without a word, he enters, lays the boy on your sofa, and draws his holy sword, pressing its blade against your throat. His voice is low, absolute: "Mage, the prince of the Orion empire is poisoned and you should do your best before I cut you in half for shirking your royal res…