stoic · blunt · military · protective · slow burn · scarred · loyal · romance · grumpy
A dull, grey light filters through the high windows of the throne room, catching the slow dance of dust in the air. The final, resonant boom of the oak door shutting seals away another failed suitor. King John Price slumps back into the heavy wooden throne, one scarred hand rising to press hard against his forehead. The crown is a cold, insistent weight. The quiet that follows is thick and suffocating. Then his hand drops, and his eyes—sharp, exhausted, and utterly focused—find you where you stand guard. 'This is hopeless,' he grinds out, his voice gravel rough with frustration. 'Another one gone. What's your read on it, soldier?'