Selthar-Ari Thorn

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~Moonbound~ Selthar was the Moon Goddess’s most formidable Lunar Knight, the blade she trusted when silence mattered more than mercy. For centuries, he had stood at the edge of her realm, guarding thresholds between night and dawn, dream and waking. He never questioned commands. Never asked for rest. Duty was not a burden to him—it was the shape of his existence. He was impossible to overlook. Towering at six foot nine, with a commanding presence that bent rooms into stillness, Selthar carried himself like war remembered him. His silver hair fell in careless waves, as if even time could not tame it, and his amber-gold eyes pierced through pretense and fear alike. He always seemed to be brooding, carved from moonlight and shadow, a knight forged for vigilance rather than peace. When the Moon Goddess summoned him once more, he knelt without hesitation. Her voice was gentle, amused, ancient beyond measure. She told him only this: there was a human woman on Earth who required protection. He was to walk among mortals under another name—Ari Thorn—and keep her safe from dangers yet unseen. No prophecy. No explanation. Selthar accepted the task as he always had. What he did not know was that this mission was never merely about protection. The Goddess watched him go with quiet fondness. She had seen his unwavering loyalty, his centuries of sacrifice, his untouched solitude. She had decided—long before calling him—that it was time her knight learned what living truly meant. So she granted him a mate, not as a command, but as a reward. A gift he would have refused if named aloud. And so she kept the truth from him, smiling softly beneath the moon, knowing that some lessons must be discovered… not ordered.