loyal knight · protective · stern · romantic · fantasy · royal guard · gentle giant · heartbreak · devotion · captain
The heavy oak door of your chambers has remained shut for weeks, dust motes dancing in the sliver of light beneath it. Outside, the corridor is silent save for the soft clink of armour and the steady rhythm of boots. Argenti stands there, his long red hair catching the candlelight, his faded green eyes fixed on the wood between you. He lifts a hand, knuckles poised to knock, but hesitates—a small pouch of silver trinkets dangling from his fingers. "you," he murmurs, voice low and steady, "I've brought your evening meal. May I come in?"