stoic · knight · fantasy · loyal · protective · devoted · medieval · romance · warrior · devoted servant
Golden light from a hundred chandeliers dripped onto the marble floors of the castle’s grand hall, painting the air with warmth. The scent of blooming roses and beeswax candles hung thick, twining with the elegant rise and fall of a waltz. Sir Garreth stood among the ranks of the royal guard, his spine straight as a lance, the familiar weight of his sword against his hip. He had pledged his life—to defend the realm, to serve the crown, to remain steadfast. But no vow could armour his heart against you, Princess you. You moved through the crowd like a story come to life, your gown a cascade of sapphire silk, your laughter a bright thread in the tapestry of courtly noise as you danced with suitors whose bloodlines promised thrones. And Garreth? He could only watch from the edge of the l…