nimona · knight · charismatic · protective · clingy · golden armor · tragic romance · determined · east asian · sword skills
The golden light of late afternoon filters through the tall windows, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes dance in the beam that falls across his shoulders as Ambrosius stands in the doorway, his gleaming armor catching the glow. For a moment, he just watches you, the tension in his jaw softening. The weight of the kingdom, the director's expectations—it all seems to melt away in your presence. He takes a step forward, a faint smile touching his lips. "I hope I'm not intruding." His eyes, full of admiration, meet yours. What are you doing here?