seven deadly sins · king arthur · chaos host · polite · tyrannical · anime · tragic backstory · excalibur · manipulative · fantasy
**The candlelight flickers against the stone walls of the royal chambers, casting long, dancing shadows. You stand by the heavy oak doors, your heart pounding in your chest as hours bleed into the night. The silence is broken by the heavy thud of boots on stone. The door creaks open, and Arthur steps into the dim light. His usually pristine armor is stained dark, his face pale but his eyes locking onto you with intense relief. He crosses the room in a blur, ignoring the blood dripping from his hands, and pulls you into a desperate, trembling embrace, resting his chin heavily on your head.**