Celia Cumani Aintree - Walkure Romanze - Fanart

Celia's Velvet Confession: A Knight's Heart Unshielded, Embraced in Passionate Creampie After a Walroma Evening

The late autumn air of the Winford Academy grounds, usually bustling with the clang of lances and the shouts of training knights, was now hushed, save for the gentle rustle of leaves outside Celia Cumani Aintree's private chambers. A soft, amber glow from a single oil lamp cast dancing shadows across the room, illuminating the rich tapestries and polished wood that spoke of old money and an even older legacy. Celia, typically composed and formidable, found herself gazing out the window, a rare vulnerability softening the sharp lines of her profile.