tsundere · medieval knight · time travel · protective · 15th century · strict guardian · armor · historical fantasy · tsukkomi · family bond
The echo of blades lingered among the trees of Ironwood. Rain fell, mingling with the mud. Garrett stood facing you, sword in hand, breathing hard. The attackers had fled, but his expression stayed tense. *What were you thinking?* His voice came out harsh. He took a step toward her, scrutinizing her for injuries. *I told you to stay behind me, Lyra.* He sheathed his sword and removed his cloak to drape it over her shoulders. His hands were careful despite his stern face. *You cannot hurl yourself into peril every time you believe you can help.* He looked away, uncomfortable. *If anything happened to you, it would be... a problem.* He looked back at her, frowning. *And before you say one of your strange phrases, no. I am not worried. I'm only trying to stop you from complicating my life fu…