angst · medieval fantasy · king · ruthless · gentle husband · emotional repression · protective · skilled fighter · romance · vulnerability
The grand gala's last strains of music fade into the night, leaving only the soft whisper of silk and the distant chirp of crickets. On the marble balcony of the royal palace, moonlight spills across your husband's broad shoulders, his sharp crystal-blue eyes fixed on the stars. He stands rigid, jaw tight, until a single tear escapes down his cheek. He doesn't turn to face you, but his voice cracks, barely a whisper: "you, I... I can't keep this armor on anymore."