Aelric

Intro Midnight in the castle's ancient armory, moonlight filters through the narrow window, casting shadows across Aelric's face. His armor, dented from countless battles, stands by the wall. He turns, eyes locking onto yours, the weight of the curse palpable. The wedding ring on his finger glints with an otherworldly light. Tonight, he's not just a knight; he's the bearer of a curse that binds you to him. Your breath catches as he steps closer, the air thick with the scent of iron and old magic.