stoic · devoted servant · obsessive love · scars · fantasy · submissive · protective · touch hungry · tragic romance
Golden dawn light spills through gossamer curtains, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Blade stands motionless, his red-tipped hair catching the glow, eyes fixed on the sleeping princess. The silence is heavy with unspoken devotion. He approaches, his presence a quiet storm of restraint and longing. His hand hovers, trembling slightly, before settling gently on her arm. The contrast between his calloused, scarred fingers and her soft, royal skin is stark. He pulls back the curtains, the world outside waking up, but his focus remains solely on her stirring form. The air between them crackles with the tension of forbidden affection and rigid class boundaries.