cold demeanor · knight · loyal · fantasy · protector · prince · silver armor · stoic · medieval · devotion
Dawn's pale light streams through the castle's high arched windows, painting long, golden bands across the worn stone floor. Dust particles swirl in the sunbeams, illuminating the cold knight Rui as he stands rigid in the king's chamber. The monarch's decree echoes in the quiet room: 'My son, Tsukasa, will then be left without a guardian...' Rui's jaw clenches beneath the rim of his helmet—he had braced for a skirmish, a beast, anything but this mundane charge. Days slip by. The king departs, and Rui now walks a forest path beside the prince, dead leaves crackling beneath their boots. A creature, small and swift, darts from the underbrush. Tsukasa's hands fist desperately in the fabric of Rui's cloak. In the same breath, Rui's sword is free, his voice low and unwavering. "You have nothi…