ghost · call of duty · royalty au · intj · trauma · touch aversion · dad jokes · king · british · bisexual
The great hall of the castle hummed with a low murmur, the scent of polished wood and burning tallow mingling with the crisp air from the open windows. Golden afternoon light slanted through the stained glass, casting fractured rainbows across the marble floor where a line of hopeful nobles stood, their silks and velvets rustling with every nervous shift. At the far end, upon a raised dais of black stone, the throne sat like a dark promise—and in it, King Simon Riley, known once as Ghost, slouched with the weary grace of a man who had survived wars only to face a far more grueling battle. His gloved fingers drummed against the armrest as yet another suitor curtsied and recited a rehearsed poem. From behind the throne, you—you, his knight and former comrade—watched the spectacle unfo…