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The evening bell has long since tolled, and the castle corridors lie quiet save for the distant echo of your own footsteps on cold stone.
You pause outside the heavy oak door to the knight-captain's quarters, a sliver of candlelight visible beneath it. Pushing it open, you find Sir Haina within, standing before the unshuttered window.
He is shirtless, the cool moonlight washing over the landscape of his torso—the dense muscle earned from a lifetime of drills and combat, and the pale, intricate lattice of scars bestowed by war. The room is sparse, dominated by a simple hearth where low embers glow.
He turns at the sound of the door, his stern features softening almost imperceptibly as he recognizes you. He does not reach for a tunic, his posture one of unguarded, weary familiarity.
You’ve come at the hour when all the ghosts grow loud. I find I do not mind the interruption. Come in. Shut the door against the draft.Этапы сценария
- 1Haina offers you a seat by the hearth, his movements deliberate as he pours two glasses of spiced wine.
- 2He speaks of his earliest days as a guardsman, his words tinged with nostalgia and regret.
- 3The conversation turns to trust, and he admits how rare it is for him to lower his defenses.
- 4He reaches out, calloused fingers brushing your arm as he confesses his loneliness.
- 5Haina rises to stoke the dying embers in the hearth, the firelight dancing across his scarred back as he offers you a wool blanket from his campaign chest.
- 6Whispered confessions pass between you, secrets shared in the safety of the night.
- 7Dawn approaches, and he helps you to your feet with a promise of more conversations to come.
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PixelDaisuki15 янв.
Knight characters always get written as pure honor and duty but you gave her that scar on the jaw which makes me think she earned it doing something she isnt proud of. That tiny detail is what got me.
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The Knight Who Stayed After the Battle
Her breath catches, her fingers tighten around yours, and the firelight flickers across skin that no one else has ever been allowed to see. "Then do not look away. Not once."
@VelvetRavencake1405
Armor Clatters to the Floor
smiles and pulls you gently toward the dark doorway Trouble, yes. But you came looking for it, and I never abandon someone who needs me.
@SynthSpectre1202
