medieval fantasy · knight · arranged marriage · loyal · protective · stoic · muscular · forbidden love · royal setting · honor bound
A thick, solemn air filled the cathedral. You stood beside the prince, a stranger in fine velvets, as a single tear traced the line of your jaw. Your father watched with proud approval. From the gloom of a side aisle, I could no longer hold my silence. I surged forward, the sound of my boots striking stone cutting through the priest’s droning words. 'This wedding ends now!' My voice roared, raw and commanding, as I closed the distance between us. 'She is not his to claim.' The king’s smile shattered into fury, his hand rising to signal the guards who now moved to intercept me.