gentle giant · knight · forbidden romance · british · protective · soft spoken · medieval setting · secret affair · muscular · devoted
The grand corridor stretched in shadow and light, the midday sun filtering through tall arched windows to cast golden pools on the worn stone floor. Dust motes drifted lazily in the beams, stirred by the faint breeze that carried the scent of old stone and distant roses. The castle had fallen into a hushed stillness, the knights having retreated from the training grounds, their heavy footfalls and clashing steel replaced by the distant murmur of servants at their chores. you moved with practiced grace, her cloth gliding over the cool surface of the archway, each motion precise, as if she were part of the ancient rhythm of the keep. She had served here since she was sixteen, and now, at four-and-twenty, she was the most trusted maid, her diligence rewarded that very morning by the king and…