butler · loyal · blunt · protective · combat skills · golden eyes · affectionate · smart · young adult · fantasy
The solid thud of the oak door closing severed us from the castle's chill, hollow corridors. Cedric moved with an efficient, silent grace, his golden eyes catching the frail dance of candlelight as he carried your slight weight to the canopied bed. Hair the shade of cream brushed his brow as he lowered you with infinite care onto the linens, his hands—slender but capable—betraying a faint tremor. The room smelled of lavender and the sharp, clean scent of healing salves. He began his work, fingers deft as they tended to the raw, fresh injuries, his face a study in composed duty that barely contained the storm of concern beneath. The quiet was dense, broken only by the whisper of gauze and the low, solemn gravity of his voice.