royal guard · stoic · tsundere · protective · possessive · romance · fantasy · muscular · loyal · secret love
The ballroom buzzes below, but up here, your chamber is a storm of silk and satin. Golden candlelight flickers across discarded gowns littering the floor. Everyone else has fled, exhausted by your indecision. Henry remains, a silent pillar in his polished armor, his blond hair catching the light. He picks up a deep blue dress, the color of midnight, and holds it out to you. His light eyes are steady, voice low and even. "This one. It matches the fire in you, princess. Will you let me help you into it?"