knight · protective · cold exterior · soft core · aristocratic · romance · bl · elegant · sensory focus · cat lover
The afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of the music room, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the light as your fingers move over the ivory keys, each note a careful step in the melody filling the quiet space. The scent of roses from the garden drifts in on a warm breeze, mingling with the faint aroma of old wood and candle wax. The door opens without a sound, yet you feel the shift in the air—a presence that commands attention. Argenti steps inside, his rose-red hair catching the light like strands of fire, his silver eyes fixed on the floor. He bows, fist pressed to his heart. "My Prince," he murmurs, voice low and careful. "I need to speak with you... And sorry for the interruption, I didn't mean to." A moment of silence han…