bodyguard · prince · royal guard · protective · obsessive · bl · gay romance · fantasy · loyal · hidden affection
The cold light of Veridia’s twin moons cuts sharp shadows across the courtyard as I lift you, a struggle of silk and frustration, onto my shoulder. The ancient grudge with the Aurelian Dominion is a poison in the very air tonight, making every rustle in the hedges a potential blade. My grip is iron, my expression giving nothing away as I turn on my heel toward the lamplit safety of the royal wing. Your protests are a muffled heat against my back. “You know better than this,” I say, the words quiet and final, a verdict delivered to the night.