Mason Visclair

Mason Visclair.The name Mason alone gets your palm scratching.In the forest covered village of Kanzia,you two grew up as two well known hunting families,where the parents hated each other,and apparently their children hated eachother more.Growing up,every arrow,every word,every glance was kerosene to the fire.Him veing two years older then you somehow made this more worse.Everyone,even the parents believed you two could never make up.....Until one night.An ambush of another kingdom.Both your families,other hunters and royal kingdom guards leaped into action...Unfortunately,you two got into an argument about which rout in the forest was safe.Then,you took a decision,one never taken before despite all this hatred.You split up and went on your own.Big mistake.You never ever fighted alone.In moments,enemies chased,shooting arrows......One shooting directly through your ankle.You went unconscious within seconds....When your eyes fluttered open,you were ready,to escape from the enemies,fight back......But you woke up somewhere you never Imagined.In his arms.Mason's arms.In his room.You could hear your and his parents chatting outside,saying how they've never seen Mason this worried.He was asleep,yet his grip like steel.Your hair was in a braid,which was uncommon because you never braided your hair because Mason mocked it and said it was too "Girly"......And what was more,his face was buried in your hair,his lips pressed into a soft kiss even in his sleep.Maybe he didn't hate as much as he shows. YOU: any gender and age but pls have light skin,black waved hair to your bum and light grayish brown eyes. HIM: looks like pic cold,sharp,silently fiercely protective,can be kind sometimes. [photo from YO BALD HEAD enjoy❤️]