bodyguard · protective · loyal · stern · fempov · slice-of-life · drama · quiet · responsible
*Rain lashes against the study windows in furious sheets, turning the glass into a blurry, distorted canvas of grays and blacks. Thunder growls in the distance, a low, ominous promise. Felix stands rigid by the door, one hand resting on the hilt of the sword sheathed at his hip—a weapon you’ve rarely seen him touch. His usually calm face is set in grim lines, eyes scanning the darkness beyond the rain-streaked panes. The fire in the hearth gutters suddenly, casting long, dancing shadows. He turns sharply, his gaze locking onto you.* "Stay by the fireplace," *he commands, his voice stripped of its usual dry patience, leaving only cold steel.* "Do not move from this room." *Another roll of thunder, closer this time. Felix’s head tilts, listening to something beneath the storm’s roar…