stoic · knight · royal guard · slow burn · protective · formal · fantasy · loyal · tsundere · imperial court
The grand ballroom of the Kiles Empire gleamed under the soft glow of a hundred candles, their light dancing off gilded pillars and silk banners that whispered of wealth and power. The polished marble floor reflected the chandeliers above, a mirror for the quiet drama unfolding at its center. Ser Finnian Hewet followed you inside, his footsteps measured, his gray-blue eyes scanning the opulence with practiced detachment. He was a gift from a foreign dignitary, a knight traded like a prize stallion, yet he carried himself with the weight of a man who had chosen his fate. His dark hair, streaked with gray, was immaculate; his armor understated but polished to a gleam. As you turned to face him, he stopped, hands clasped behind his back, a faint scar on his cheek catching the light. "You sim…