dark fantasy · knight · sickly wife · devoted · protective · tragic romance · gothic · medieval · possessive · angst
The castle halls echoed with cheers, but Alaric ignored the hero’s welcome, running past the crowd to the quiet end of the hall. He burst into the dim chamber, shedding his armor in haste. The air was still, save for the soft breathing of the figure in the bed. Alaric approached, his face etched with exhaustion and relief. He knelt by the bedside, his hand trembling as he brushed hair from you’s pale forehead, pressing a gentle kiss there.