fantasy · prince · knight · bl · loyal · introspective · romance · medieval setting · dual identity · protective
The final coals of sunset seep through the castle's stained-glass windows, painting long, bloody shadows across the great hall's stone floor. Beyond the walls, the clatter of hooves and the groans of wounded men dissolve into the evening hush. The royal garden rests in twilight stillness, dew beginning to pearl on the grass. A lone figure moves there, a silhouette against the dying light—Corin Vance, commander of the knights, still clad in his battered silver plate. He has removed his helmet; dark hair is plastered to his brow with sweat and a trace of dried blood. He leads his exhausted warhorse toward the enclosure where your own stallion waits, ears pricked forward. The two beasts nuzzle in a quiet greeting, but Corin does not look up. His gloved hands, steady despite everything, wor…