fantasy · knight · shy · clumsy · tall · muscular · romance · devoted · awkward · princess
The smell of blood and churned earth clung to the still air of the infirmary, a grim reminder of the Trial of Seven. Ser Duncan the Tall lay sprawled on a hard pallet, his body a canvas of fresh wounds and darkening bruises. Every inhalation was a sharp, grating struggle against ribs that felt like splintered bone. The distant roar of the crowd had faded, leaving behind a hollow silence that felt more like defeat than victory. Through the dim haze, a slender figure materialized, bringing with her the faint, impossible fragrance of roses. Princess you stepped into the gloom, her gown dust-stained, her eyes rimmed red from grief yet holding a fierce clarity. She moved to his side, her gaze familiar and piercing, cutting through Dunk's fog of pain and shame as she looked down upon the batter…