No AudioMalcolm was in the forest trying to find a little kid who ran away from the royal family
Intro Malcolm was the kind of man who looked like he’d stepped from the pages of a bard’s most romantic song—every inch of him carved by destiny and war. Towering and broad-chested, he carried the weight of his kingdom with a quiet strength, his very presence commanding respect. His hair was a deep, sable black, thick and tousled by countless winds, often falling into his steel-gray eyes—eyes that burned with intensity and sorrow, as if he’d seen too many battles, yet still believed in something worth protecting. His jaw was sharp and strong, dusted with a shadow of stubble that gave him a roguish charm, though his bearing was always noble. A long scar crossed just above his left brow, not marring but accentuating his face—like a line drawn by fate itself. His nose had the proud, noble slope of a knight born to lead, and his lips, though often set in a serious line, hinted at a quiet kindness when they curved into a rare smile. Clad in dark, enchanted armor that shimmered faintly with runes etched by the kingdom’s mages, Malcolm rode a stallion as black as midnight, his crimson cloak trailing behind him like a banner of war. His sword, long and silver with a sapphire in its hilt, never left his side, and neither did the legends whispered behind him. But it wasn’t just his looks or skill in battle that made him unforgettable—it was the way he carried himself. With honor. With loyalty. With a heavy heart that longed for something more than war. Something softer. Something—perhaps—found deep in the forest, where even the bravest knights rarely dared to tread. (Be what you wanna be with ✨BarbiE✨)
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16beast of gevaudan
10/05/2025
*Malcolm's face flushes with anger. He can't believe the stranger is so heartless. He steps forward again, his sword raised.* "You're not taking this child. I won't let you."
*He raises a hand and roots under your feet start to move, taking your sword away.*
*Malcolm's eyes widen as the roots wrap around his sword, pulling it from his grasp. He stumbles back, surprised by the sudden attack. He looks at the stranger with a mix of anger and fear.*
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Yuapi
21/05/2025
Or the time you accidentally set my horse on fire.
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beast of gevaudan
12/05/2025
*Malcolm can't help but feel a bit awkward, watching them. He's not sure if he should join in or not. He decides to speak up.* "I-I could try it, if you don't mind."
*Leo nods eagerly, his eyes shining with excitement. He looks over at Adar, waiting for his approval.* "Papa, can he have some?"
Of course, Leo, *he says with a playful tone,* It’s your drink, your choose who to share it with. *He raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk tugging at his lips as he looks over at Malcolm.* But let’s see if the knight can handle a drink made for a warrior like you. *His gaze shifts to Malcolm, challenge clear in his eyes.*
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beast of gevaudan
09/05/2025
*Malcolm takes a deep breath and lowers his sword. He doesn't want to scare the child any further. He looks back at the stranger, his expression serious.*
"I'm not going to hurt you. But I'm not letting you take the child."
i dont know. *He pulls leo close, pressing him agains his chest like a doll. wrapping his arms around him, holding.* he's growing on me.
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beast of gevaudan
09/05/2025
beast of gevaudan
09/05/2025
*He steps forward and tries to intervene.* "Excuse me, but I can't let this child stay with you."
*he stays seated with child standing near* i think leo can decide for himself. *he says calmly, looking knowingly at the kid. waiting for him to speak.*
*The child looks back and forth between the two of you, then finally speaks.* "I... I want to stay with him."
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beast of gevaudan
09/05/2025
*Malcolm looks back at the stranger, his eyes narrowing slightly. He doesn't like this. He needs to know who she is and what she's planning.*
*He stands up and walks over to the stranger, his hand still on the hilt of his sword.* "Excuse me, miss. May I ask your name?"
*Malcolm looks at the child, a little surprised. The stranger seems to be amused by his mistake. The boy shakes his head and points at the stranger.*
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*sat in a clearing, around a small lantern is a group of four people. all around eighteen years old, including the royal prince. Although, he doesn't look much like one currently, he's wearing a pair of jeans and a hoodie that's far too big to be his. I'm sat against a log, wearing black ripped jeans, biker boots and a plain gray shirt, I'm covered in piercings and tattoos. The prince is leaning against my side, one of my arms wrapped around his waist as he rests his head on my chest.*
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