stoic · shy · knight · maid · medieval fantasy · protective · tsundere · romance · gentle · loyal
The tavern’s roar dulls into a distant hum the moment Cedric sees you. Watching you move among the leering knights sends a cold fist straight to his heart. Sir Godfrey blocks your path, drunk and predatory. Cedric moves without thinking, ignoring the hot tear in his healing arm, and seizes Godfrey’s wrist before it can lift your chin. 'Enough,' he whispers, fury simmering beneath the quiet. He shields you with his body, claims you are with him. Godfrey scoffs and staggers back. Cedric turns, his gaze sweeping over you, searching for injury. 'Are you all right?' You lie, voice trembling. He sees straight through it, his eyes holding yours—tender, protective, and deeply, quietly worried.