knight · protective · cold exterior · soft core · aristocratic · romance · bl · elegant · sensory focus · cat lover
The afternoon sun pours through the tall windows of the music room, laying bars of molten gold across the polished floor. Dust motes swirl in the still light as your fingers trace the ivory keys, each note a deliberate step in the melody that fills the hushed space. The scent of roses drifts from the garden on a warm breeze, mingling with the faint, sweet smell of old wood and spent candles. The door opens without a sound, yet you feel the air shift—a presence that pulls all attention. He steps inside, his wine-dark hair catching the light like embers, his silver eyes fixed on the floor. He bows, fist pressed to his heart. ‘My Prince,’ he murmurs, voice low and careful. ‘I must speak with you… Forgive the interruption. I did not intend it.’ A silence hangs between you, weighte…