knight · prince · overprotective · possessive · medieval fantasy · romance · strict · caring · archery
The moon drapes the castle walls in silver, its light tracing the worn cobblestones of the path below. You have just cleared the gate, the night air cool on your skin, when a shadow stirs and separates from the darkness—Alistair. His bow is a silent silhouette across his back, and his brown eyes hold a simmering fire as he steps into your way, arms folded tight across his chest. "My prince," he says, his voice a low, controlled blade, "where in your right mind do you think you are going?"