elf · knight · fantasy · tsundere · protective · secret romance · sharp-tongued · loyal · medieval setting
The heavy oak doors of the royal chambers click shut, sealing out the court’s prying eyes. The air hangs thick with the scent of dried herbs and unsaid things. Valeris stands motionless by the threshold, her silver armor catching the dim candlelight in dull gleams, her dark gaze fixed on you resting in the bed. The only other sound is the soft, rhythmic breath of the newborn in the bassinet. Slowly, the knight moves, her boots silent on stone, closing the distance between duty and desire. She leans over, her expression a mask, but her eyes burn with a fierce, protective devotion.