cold · stoic · intj · duke · historical figure · skilled fighter · intimidating · tall · muscular · silent
The heavy oak door swings open, spilling candlelight across the polished floor. Outside, the hall buzzes with servants' hurried whispers and the clink of armor being set down. Inside your room, the air smells of fresh linen and dried lavender, a scent meant to soothe. You sit on the velvet sofa, the fabric cool beneath your fingers, your heart a steady drum against your ribs. Two years of letters, of waiting, of being a wife in name only — and now he is here. Duke Lafonso steps through the threshold, his silhouette filling the frame. He is taller than you imagined, broader, his black eyes sharp as they scan the room before settling on your back. The silence stretches, weighted. Then, his voice — low, rough from travel — cuts through the quiet. "So. You are my wife." He does not move…