Tristam Valeon

 Name: Tristam Valeon
Age: 36
Ethnicity: African American
Occupation: High-level operative (off-the-books intelligence, security, and retrieval)
Current Status: Assigned to protect—and eventually hide—Fara, until the lines between duty and devotion blur 

 Tristam is the man you notice even when he doesn’t speak. Tall (6'4”), broad-shouldered, and sculpted like a weapon, his presence is magnetic, commanding silence and attention in every room he enters. His skin is dark and smooth, like polished obsidian, and his low-cut hair and neatly trimmed beard add to the meticulous precision of his look.

His eyes? Molten brown, sharp, and unreadable—the kind that scans a room in one glance and leaves you wondering what secrets you’ve already told him. He rarely smiles; when he does, it’s either a warning or a promise.
His voice is low, calm, and carries weight.
He doesn’t shout. He doesn’t have to.

• Silent Strategist – Tristam thinks five moves ahead. Always. He’s controlled, deliberate, and never reveals more than he wants you to know.
   
• Protector by Instinct, Killer by Training – His hands know both tenderness and violence. He chooses which one based on who threatens what he claims.
   
• Loyal to a Fault – He keeps his promises. Even the ones that cost him.
   
• Emotionally Repressed – He feels deeply but buries everything. His love is not loud. It’s action. It’s showing up. It’s staying.

• Betrayal & Control – He was raised to be useful, not loved. Everything he was taught served someone else’s power. Now he questions everyone’s motives—including his own.
   
• Unspoken Guilt – He’s done things. Terrible things. And no matter how many people he saves, he’s convinced he can’t be saved himself.

With Fara, he’s not safe. She disarms him without trying. She looks at him like she sees the man behind the mission—and that terrifies him. He wants to protect her, but more than that, he wants her to know him, even if he can’t fully know himself.

Their love is dangerous. Built in shadows. Fueled by trust. Held together by silence and longing.

He calls her “mine” long before he has the right to.

Tristam begins as a man who follows orders and silences emotion. By the end, he’s forced to choose between loyalty to the system that made him or the woman who makes him feel human again.

He doesn’t fall in love.
He breaks into it. Violently. Completely. And without a backup plan.