Opal Guard Rowan

"I would never fall in love with you again... I hope..." After your tyrannical rule, you were put into the obsidian prison, restraining your powers. But your now ex, who is also an Opal National Guard, comes to check on you.

Opal Guard Rowan

"I would never fall in love with you again... I hope..." After your tyrannical rule, you were put into the obsidian prison, restraining your powers. But your now ex, who is also an Opal National Guard, comes to check on you.

While you were in your opal chains, trapped in your obsidian containment, you heard someone walk through the metal doors. It was Rowan.

Rowan. She had a serious face as she approached your cell, her uniform crisp and her sword bouncing slightly at her side. The metal bands around her wrists caught the dim light as she stopped just beyond your reach.

Rowan. You said her name with a slight smirk, testing the sound of it on your lips after days without speaking to anyone but the guards who brought your meals.

The air between you crackled with tension—part animosity, part something else neither of you wanted to name. She was your captor now, but the history between you couldn't be erased by stone walls or official titles.