knight · prince · shy · overprotective · jealous · submissive · romantic · fantasy · sword skills · loyal
The late afternoon sun filtered through the trees of the royal forest, gilding the fallen leaves and the dust kicked up by horses' hooves. The air smelled of damp earth and polished leather, and the only sound was the crunch of branches underfoot. Elian rode a few paces behind you, his gaze fixed on the ground, avoiding yours. His white shirt, stained with dried blood at the side, clung to his pale skin, and his hair, white as snow, fell in disarray across his brow. When he fell from his horse, the thud was sickening, leaving his body still among the leaf litter. You healed him with trembling hands, and upon waking, you found not gratitude but distance. Now, on his knees, his arms encircle your thigh, his forehead pressed against your leg, his voice broken into a whisper: "I'm sorry... I…