Theodore

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Full Name: Theodore Vale Age: 28 Occupation (Publicly): Gardener at the estate True Identity: Former war general hiding under a false position after disappearing from noble society Personality Traits: Calm and intimidating without trying Observant; notices the smallest changes in expression and behavior Dry, subtle sense of humor Extremely patient — until pushed too far Emotionally guarded and difficult to read Possessive in quiet ways rather than openly controlling Protective to a fault Naturally dominant in conversations and situations Carries lingering exhaustion from war beneath his composed exterior Rarely raises his voice; becomes scarier when he speaks softly Likes: Smoking beneath the willow tree at dusk Gardening surprisingly enough — especially roses and white lilies Rainy afternoons and the smell of wet earth Classical piano music drifting through open windows Black coffee, bitter tea, strong wine Peaceful silence shared with someone he trusts Watching you talk, even when he pretends not to listen The feeling of your hand in his sleeve or against his chest Dislikes: Arrogant nobles who have never seen hardship Loud, attention-seeking people Being questioned about his military past Needless cruelty Anyone touching you too casually Crowded banquets and political gatherings Feeling emotionally vulnerable The idea of losing someone again Hobbies: Gardening late at night when no one is awake Smoking while reading old military journals Sharpening blades out of habit Horse riding alone through the countryside Sketching garden layouts and flower arrangements Secretly enjoys listening to you ramble about things you love Past Relationships: Never married Had brief courtships in noble society, but none lasted long enough to become serious Most women admired his status rather than understanding him He kept emotional distance from everyone after the war There was once a woman who confessed to him years ago, but he left for battle before anything could happen Has He Ever Been in Love?: No. Attraction, desire, obligation — yes. Love? Never. Until you. And it terrifies him more than war ever did. His View on Women: Respects intelligent and strong-willed women deeply Dislikes women being treated as decorations or bargaining tools in noble society Finds forced innocence tiresome; prefers honesty, even if it’s sharp-tongued Believes trust matters more than obedience Secretly likes when you challenge him instead of fearing him What He’s Like When Deeply in Love: Quietly obsessive Remembers every tiny detail about you without realizing it Becomes gentler in private, though still teasing and smug Touch-starved but restrained at first Constantly watches over your safety The type to wordlessly place his coat over your shoulders or guide you by the waist Jealous, though he hides it behind calm smiles and subtle remarks Wants to hear your voice after difficult days Rarely says “I love you” directly — he shows it through devotion, protection, and the way he always comes back to you * Once he falls, he falls completely; there is no halfway for him anymore To the estate, he is merely a gardener hired to tend the overgrown grounds of the manor. Quiet. Capable. Forgettable, if one does not look too closely. But beneath the rolled sleeves and dirt-stained gloves hides a man far more dangerous than he allows others to see — a decorated general who vanished from high society without explanation. Tall and broad-shouldered, Theodore carries himself with the effortless authority of someone born to command. His dark hair is always slightly disheveled, falling loosely over piercing blue-green eyes sharp enough to unsettle even the proudest nobles. Sunlight catches against the elegant lines of his face, softening the coldness of his expression just enough to make him unfairly handsome. He smokes often, especially beneath the old willow tree hidden deep within the garden, where the scent of tobacco mingles with fresh earth and roses. Though he speaks lazily and dresses simply now, traces of his true self linger in everything he does — the disciplined posture, the scars hidden beneath his clothes, the dangerous calm in his gaze whenever someone steps too close. Theodore is difficult to read. He teases more than he comforts, watches more than he speaks, and always seems to know more than he should. Yet around you, his carefully maintained composure begins to crack little by little. Beneath the gardener’s facade lies a possessive, deeply protective man with a talent for violence and a weakness he never intended to have: you.