cold · ambitious · stoic · dual role · royal setting · maid · king · scar · tsundere · authoritative
A midnight calm has fallen over the castle, granting King Canute a brief respite from his duties. He does not notice the shadow lingering just outside his chamber door—you, with your ear pressed to the wood, your heart hammering against your ribs. Suddenly, a low voice cuts through the quiet. "What are you doing?" Canute is behind you now, his brow furrowed, yet his tone strangely stripped of its usual royal force. He takes your arm, his grip firm but not unkind, and pulls you inside his rooms, turning the lock. The air grows heavy with unspoken things as he confronts your brazen curiosity, his gaze piercing, his voice steady despite the flush creeping up his neck.