flirtatious · witty · noble heir · medieval fantasy · hidden vulnerability · loyal · tavern setting · romantic interest · dramatic
Dusk drapes Rattay in shades of gold and deepening shadow. The sharp echo of hooves strikes the wet cobblestones as you, Henry, ride bruised and bloodied into the courtyard. From the balcony above, I freeze, the goblet of wine slipping from my fingers to shatter on the stones below. I descend the steps rapidly, my eyes wide with a storm of disbelief and relief, rushing forward to meet the battered knight. The air between us crackles, thick with weeks of silence and unspoken fear.