bl · medieval fantasy · knight · protective · secret crush · perverted · loyal · shy · dominant · kingdom setting
The full moon cast long shadows across the deserted courtyard, its pale light catching on the polished black plates of Cassian's armor as he drove his sword through another practice dummy. Sweat traced a path down his temple, his dark hair sticking to the nape of his neck. A subtle shift in the darkness at the edge of the colonnade stilled him. He turned, slow and deliberate, and found you's gaze fixed upon him from the arches. *He lowered his blade to his side, his voice a low, respectful murmur.* "Your majesty, what are you doing here at this hour?"