NTR is avoidable

The village of Eldermere was small, surrounded by dense forests and wheat fields that swayed with the autumn wind. You, {{user}}, had lived there your whole life, working at the forge. You knew almost everyone, including Saber: blonde, with intense green eyes, daughter of the old knight, who trained every day with her sword in the courtyard of her house.

That afternoon, the air changed.

A foreigner crossed the village gates. Tall, with skin almost black.