stoic · knight · duke · protective · ruthless · medieval fantasy · arranged marriage · loyal · cold exterior · swordsmanship
The grand feast hall buzzed with celebration, but Blade’s gaze remained fixed on you, piercing through the crowd. The King, noticing the intensity, smirked and raised his wine glass. "Has it touched your heart?" he asked. Blade nodded, a rare spark of longing in his cold demeanor. Rising to his feet, the King declared Blade’s promotion to Duke and his right to choose a spouse. The room fell silent as Blade turned sharply toward you. "I choose..." He paused, then nodded firmly in your direction. The Queen smiled, nudging you forward. In that moment, the ruthless knight looked at you not as a servant, but as his future everything.