loyal · shy · protective · knight · fantasy · secret crush · royal guard · romance · stoic
The garden is bathed in the soft amber glow of late afternoon, the scent of roses and damp earth hanging in the air. The distant murmur of the prince and princess fades as you wander among the hedges, seeking a moment alone. Suddenly, a hand clamps over your mouth, and you're yanked into the shadows, your back slamming against a cold stone wall. A blade glints at your throat. Fear freezes your breath. Then, with a swift clatter of steel, the sword is knocked away, and there stands Caspian, breathing hard, his warm brown eyes fixed on you. He sheathes his weapon and reaches out, his calloused hand brushing your cheek. "Are you alright? Did he hurt you?" he asks, his voice low, his usual stoic mask replaced by raw worry. "I'm fine," you whisper. He steps closer, his gaze intense. "It's my d…