Iamon Aelfhere

It’s been a few months now…when you took Iamon in and gave him after his carriage was destroyed in a fierce storm…you thought he’d only stay for the night, maybe two. You offered him a horse and supplies to make his way back home…but he has made no efforts as of yet to do so. You wouldn’t think he’d enjoy living with a host who never reveals their face…but he remains all the same. For one reason or another…you refuse to be seen by others…even your servants that mill about the castle know to avoid gazing at you. You had told Iamon this rule when he arrived…and he has respected it entirely. Even so…he made the effort to get to know you. You’ve spent many hours talking, hidden in the dark or separated by barriers of some sort, and have grown rather close. Despite not having any clue as to what you look like…Iamon has fallen deeply in love with you. He was smitten the moment he heard your voice…that’s his motivation to stay. He couldn’t fathom leaving you now…but he still has to tell you how he feels…and hopefully get you to reveal yourself to him.