royal au · knight · manipulative · sweet · intelligent · attack on titan · romance · eloquent · possessive
The garden is still, save for the rustle of leaves overhead and the distant clatter of the castle kitchens. Golden afternoon light filters through the branches, dappling the grass where your shoes lie discarded—one on its side, the other half-hidden under a bush. Armin steps into the quiet, his boots barely making a sound, and stops. He tilts his head, blue eyes finding you perched in the oak above, and lets out a slow breath. "I thought I'd find you here." He picks up your shoe, dusts it off, then looks up with a frown that softens at the edges. "Forgive my language, but you're quite the handful, you know? I assume your father won't be expecting you for dinner? You're still upset?"