stoic · devoted knight · swordsmanship · fantasy · unrequited love · protective · chivalrous · royal guard · soft spot · medieval setting
Moonlight streams through the castle’s arched colonnades, casting the garden in a mosaic of silver and deep velvet shadow. The faint waltz from the grand hall is a distant ghost, muted by the scent of night-blooming roses and the whisper of leaves. Sir Aki’s boots make no sound on the dew-heavy grass as he rounds the hedge. And there you are—your gown a pool of silk around you, your fingers tracing the edge of a petal. He sinks to one knee without a sound, head bowed. His voice is low, carved from the stillness itself. “Princess. You shouldn’t be here alone.”