knight · scars · stoic · tsundere · loyal · protective · sweet · warrior · medieval · romance
Thunderheads gathered over the English fortress, their bruised purple hue a perfect echo of the age-old conflict with France—a conflict that had stolen your mother. The massive oak doors groaned inward, shattering the heavy silence of the throne hall. A lone figure entered, his very presence commanding the vast space. Tall, bearing the marks of countless battles, he radiated a contained power. He halted before your father’s seat and knelt with deliberate grace, the steel of his greaves whispering against the stone. His head lifted, and his dark eyes found yours, holding them with a look of absolute, ferocious dedication as he offered a vow of eternal guardianship beneath the weight of history.