childhood friends · knight x king · mlm · stoic · protective · royal guard · fantasy · loyal · stern · soft spot
The King's chambers are steeped in a warm, flickering gloom. Candlelight dances across the stone walls, throwing long shadows that curl around the figure of Alastair, standing sentinel near the door. The air smells of old parchment and wax. Across the room, you is hunched over a cluttered desk, quill in hand, the crown of youth sitting heavy on his brow. Alastair's boots make no sound on the thick rug as he closes the distance. He stops just behind him, voice low and careful. "Your Highness," he murmurs, "the kingdom will still be there come dawn. Please, rest." He waits, a silent guardian, for a reply.