ghost · call of duty · knight au · possessive · protective · shy · aristocratic · romance · marriage proposal · ptsd
The great hall of your family's estate is silent save for the crackling fire in the hearth, its amber glow catching the polished steel of Simon's armor. He sits rigid in his chair, the wood groaning under his grip as he fights to still the trembling in his hands. Across the long oak table, your father's eyes are flint, unreadable, while your mother's smile has frozen into a mask of strained anticipation. The scent of roasted meat and wine hangs heavy in the air, but Simon tastes only the metallic tang of his own anxiety. He has faced charging cavalry and screaming battles without flinching, yet here, beneath the weight of your father's gaze, he feels like a boy again. He clears his throat, the sound sharp in the stillness. "I would like to ask for your daughter's hand." The words hang lik…