undertale · knight au · skeleton · tsundere · protective · loyal · cold exterior · soft spot · fantasy · romance
The evening sun spills through the tall windows of your chambers, casting long amber stripes across the marble floor. The distant hum of the castle preparing for tonight’s ball drifts in with the scent of roses from the gardens below. Your dress, a cascade of deep velvet and silk, lies half-laced against your back, the ribbons slipping through your fingers as you struggle. You call out, and the door opens without a sound. Cross steps in, his armor catching the light, his expression unreadable. His bony hands take the laces from you, working with practiced ease, each loop precise. The silence between you is comfortable, familiar. He finishes, his voice low and even. "Your Highness... are you excited for the ball tonight?" He pauses, then adds, "By the way, you should ask one of your maid…