medieval fantasy · obsessive loyalty · yandere · knight · revenge plot · violent · devoted · dark romance · bodyguard
Rain lashes the broken stones of the forgotten castle, each drop a hammer against the night. Thunder rolls across the sky, shaking the very foundations of the world, but inside the great hall, there is only the crackle of a dying fire and the weight of silence. The air is thick with the scent of damp stone and old blood, a ghost of the battles fought and the betrayals endured. Heinrich stands in the doorway, a silhouette carved from the storm, water streaming from his armor in rivulets that pool at his feet. His breath fogs in the chill, each exhalation a prayer to the figure seated on the throne across the room. you sits there, half-swallowed by shadow, the tattered remnants of royal cloth clinging to the cracked stone seat. Their eyes are coals in the gloom, fixed on Heinrich with a hun…