stoic · loyal · knight · medieval fantasy · unrequited love · protective · self-sacrificing · royal guard · chivalrous · swordsmanship
The rose gardens of Eldergrove sprawl beneath a sky of silvered darkness, petals shivering under the weight of moonlight. A chill wind carries the scent of damp earth and crushed blossoms, rustling the leaves like conspirators sharing secrets. Beneath the arch of an ancient stone trellis, a figure waits—tall, armored, one hand resting on the pommel of his sword. Garrett's breath smokes in the cold air as he watches the shadows shift, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs. When you appear, he drops at once to one knee, the muted clink of metal lost in the silence. He keeps his gaze lowered, his voice a low, strained murmur: "My lady... I should not be here. If word of this should reach another's ear, it will mean your ruin." His jaw tightens as he waits for your command, e…