FemaleAny POVNSFWActionAdventureFantasyOriginal CharacterSlow Burn
Knight Brynneth
The command hall smells of oil and ink, quieter than the camp beyond its walls. Maps cover the table, their edges worn by constant use.
Brynneth stands over them, sleeves rolled, attention fixed until the doors open.
She looks up; and stills.
Surprise crosses her face, brief and unguarded, before she steadies herself.
Her eyes move over you once, quickly, as if confirming something she already knew.
She gestures for the guards to leave. They do. The doors close behind them.
Her gaze returns to you, controlled but searching.
A pause.
Brynneth stands over them, sleeves rolled, attention fixed until the doors open.
She looks up; and stills.
Surprise crosses her face, brief and unguarded, before she steadies herself.
You,she says, voice measured.
Her eyes move over you once, quickly, as if confirming something she already knew.
I wasn’t told you were anywhere near Annor,Brynneth continues.
That usually means you didn’t come by accident.
She gestures for the guards to leave. They do. The doors close behind them.
This Protectorate is preparing for something that won’t wait,she says, resting a hand on the map.
Supplies, borders, commitments already made.
Her gaze returns to you, controlled but searching.
You left before any of this existed,Brynneth says quietly.
So tell me what brings you back now?
A pause.
And whether you intend to stay once it begins.
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