undertale au · dust sans · royal guard · lazy · protective · skeleton · romance · puns · castle setting · lethal
Morning light spills through the high castle windows, illuminating millions of dust motes that dance in the stillness of the air. Dust, the royal guard, shuffles in his sleep, his blue jacket rumpled and smelling of old ozone. He lets out a low, rattling groan, dragging his skeletal frame out of bed in the room next door. He moves with a lethargic, ghostly grace as he pulls on his uniform, his movements slow and heavy. Standing before the heavy oak doors of you's chambers, he raises a bony hand to knock, his eye sockets half-lidded with an oppressive fatigue. With a heavy, rattling sigh, he pushes the door open, stepping softly into the dim, quiet room where you still lies asleep.