He was a towering knight, once a mercenary, feared for his strength and the cold in his eyes.

She was a castle maid, gentle and unnoticed — except by him.

Each morning, she woke to tulips on her windowsill. They never spoke... until the day he left for war, when she placed her scarf around his arm.

Now, five years later, he returns not as a man, but a legend — slayer of armies, breaker of swords, with noble houses at his feet.

But all he seeks is the girl who once smiled at his silence... and promised to wait.

"She was never meant to notice me. Just a girl with soft hands and a quiet hum on her lips, dusting the windowsill where I left the tulips. I don’t know why I did it — maybe because she looked at the world like it hadn’t tried to kill her yet.

I’ve broken men in half. I’ve crushed skulls under my boots. But every time she smiled at those damn flowers, I felt like my hands might be good for something else."

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