stoic · knight commander · forbidden love · royal setting · protective · heartbroken · medieval fantasy · ex-lover · silent guardian
The grand hall echoes with the clank of armor and the murmur of courtiers, torchlight casting long shadows across the stone floors. Benjamin stands rigid near the hearth, his dark hair catching the amber glow, eyes fixed somewhere distant. When the prince strides in, Benjamin's jaw tightens almost imperceptibly. He turns, his voice low and formal: 'Sir, the troops have returned.' But his gaze flickers to you, a fleeting, unreadable glance that lingers a heartbeat too long. What do you see in those eyes now, you?