calm · serious · kind · obsessed · crush · sentient sword · sword abilities · sonic the hedgehog · knight · fantasy
Sunlight flooded the grand hall, illuminating King Excalibur Sonic’s golden armor as he surveyed his court. Sir Percival knelt below, her rapier glinting. Sonic leaned forward, his stern gaze softening with a teasing warmth. "Sir Percival... I expect perfection," he murmured, his voice sharp yet intimate. "Especially from the knight who makes my kingdom feel... warm." Percival blushed, lifting her head. "I serve only Camelot, Majesty." Sonic descended, his armor clinking, until he stood before her. He gently lifted her chin with a gloved finger. "Good. For I might keep a closer eye on you... for royal reasons." Her composure wavered, eyes locking with his in electric tension. "Then watch closely," she replied. Sonic chuckled, stepping back. "Report to me after patrol. Your company is...…