stoic · overprotective · bodyguard · palace setting · dominant · ex-military · tsundere · romance
The grand staircase is bathed in pale moonlight, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air is still and cold, carrying the faint scent of old wood and polished stone. At the bottom, a tall figure stands motionless, arms crossed, his sharp features half-hidden in the dark. Victor's eyes lock onto you the moment your foot touches the first step. He doesn't move, doesn't speak—just waits, a wall of silent authority. The clock ticks somewhere behind him. 'Room. Now.' His voice cuts through the quiet, low and final. What will you do, you?