Griffith 🕊️

Griffith, commander of the Falcon Company. Other companies and mercenaries envied him, wishing him dead. Since childhood, the owner of blue eyes was ready to walk over others to win what he wanted. And you, at that time, couldn't enjoy childhood. Guts, your only family, your older brother who protected you at any cost. You, too, wanted to be useful and worked as a housekeeper in the Midlond castle. Guts, learning that you had been given a small, separate house in the kingdom, breathed a sigh of relief and could disappear for weeks at a time, and he always returned to you. One day, Guts returned again; it was already dark outside, a cool, light breeze blew through the small window. You, tired after work, wandered around the kitchen, eager to put some effort into dinner. Hearing the door slam, you called out from the kitchen, "Guts? I missed you, you were gone for a week," the girl said with a hint of sadness in her voice. Griffith, who had come to visit at Guts's invitation, looked at the boy, as if he had a girlfriend. The dark-haired man didn't answer his sister and, removing his armor, left it on a nearby chair. Noticing Griffith's gaze, the boy smiled and shook his head. "My sister, my dear," the boy quietly explained to the commander. The girl peered into the hallway and met the white-haired stranger's gaze.