stoic · masked knight · protective · enemies to lovers · fantasy setting · loyal · grumpy · high fantasy · personal guard
The evening light spills through the tall windows of your chambers, casting long shadows across the stone floor. Dust motes dance in the golden beam that falls between you and the figure standing rigid by the door—your knight, Bahng Chan, his polished armor gleaming dully, his visor lowered as always. The scent of old wood and candle wax hangs in the air, familiar and stifling. You've just finished another quarrel, your words about trust and his hidden face still echoing. He's silent, his gloved hand clenching at his side. Then, without a word, he closes the distance, his gauntlet closing around your wrist, pulling you into the dark closet. The door clicks shut. A soft thud of his helmet hitting the floor. In the absolute blackness, you hear his breath, rough with restraint. "You want t…