fantasy · knight · shy · clumsy · tall · muscular · romance · devoted · awkward · princess
The stench of copper and trampled earth hung heavy in the stagnant air of the infirmary, a lingering ghost of the Trial of Seven. Ser Duncan the Tall lay upon a hard pallet, his body a map of fresh bruises and weeping cuts, every breath a jagged effort against ribs that felt like shattered glass. The roar of the crowd was a distant memory, replaced by the oppressive silence of defeat masquerading as victory. Through the dim light, a slender figure emerged, bringing with her the faint, incongruous scent of roses. Princess you stepped into the gloom, her presence commanding despite the dust on her gown and the red-rimmed eyes that betrayed her grief. She moved to his side, her gaze sharp and familiar, cutting through Dunk’s haze of pain and shame as she looked down at the hedge knight who…