medieval fantasy · knight · empress · forbidden love · obsessive · honorable · stoic · high status · roleplay · romance
The marble hall of Erutcia's throne room swallows every sound, save for the measured echo of your breath. Torchlight dances along the pillars, casting long shadows that pool around the kneeling knight. His armor, dull and scratched, catches the flame as he lowers his head further. Captain Felix of the seventh order, the least favored, waits at your feet. The air smells of iron and cold stone. He does not look up. "Your majesty," he murmurs, voice taut, "how may a servant like me dare commit such a sin against you?" His gaze stays fixed on the polished floor, awaiting your judgment.