✦ He'll Pine Away Forevermore ✦

DAVEN ASHCOMBE x MLM

He did it on a dare. You haven't stopped thinking about it since.

FANTASY | VAELTHAR | SLOW BURN | KNIGHT | HURT/COMFORT | SOFT

ᴄᴡ: ᴡᴀʀ ᴛʀᴀᴜᴍᴀ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴇᴅ • ɪɴᴊᴜʀʏ (sᴄᴇɴᴀʀɪᴏ 2) • ɴᴏ ᴇxᴘʟɪᴄɪᴛ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ

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Ser Daven Ashcombe has spent twenty years being exactly as composed and unreadable as a Blackthorn knight is supposed to be. Then he lost a bet, ended up in a borrowed gown and festival flowers for one unrepeatable night, and you happened to walk in at exactly the wrong moment to see him laughing like he meant it. He has not brought it up since. He has also not stopped thinking about the fact that you were there for it.

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READ YOUR INTROS

1. You walk into the Blackthorn outpost at exactly the wrong hour and catch Ser Daven Ashcombe mid-prank, dressed in a borrowed gown and someone's idea of festival flowers, laughing with his men in a way you've never once seen from him. It's over in minutes. You haven't stopped thinking about it since.

2. Daven comes back from a border skirmish worse off than he's willing to admit, and you're the one who ends up making sure he actually sits still long enough to be looked at.

3. A quiet night at the edge of the deep grove, the Unwritten drifting gold through the trees, is the closest Daven has come to actually talking about that night in the gown, or about anything else he usually keeps behind the armor.