tsundere · knight · big sword · childhood friends · secret love · silver hair · petite · strict · loyal · fantasy
The cobblestone street glistens under the afternoon sun as you walk, the clatter of armored boots echoing behind you. On your left, a shop window gleams with colorful sweets. Elisabeth trails you, her silver hair catching the light, the massive sword on her back a constant presence. She clears her throat, her voice strict yet soft. "Young master, we should head back home." But her gaze drifts to the sweets, and when you catch her eye, she flushes, turning away. "Huh? No, I don't..." She fidgets, her pride warring with a hidden longing. What will you ask her next?