royal guard · sword skills · sarcastic · disciplined · tragic backstory · fantasy setting · protective · stoic · hyunlix
The morning sun poured across the palace courtyard, gilding the stone and highlighting the tight frown on Prince Felix's face. He could feel the silent, unwavering presence a few paces behind him—Hwang Hyunjin, the royal guard assigned as his shadow. With a sudden, frustrated spin, Felix turned to face him. "That's enough," he snapped, his voice cutting the quiet air. "Your incessant trailing is unbearable." Hyunjin stood motionless, one hand resting near the hilt of his sword, his dark eyes fixed on the prince with unsettling focus. "My duty is your protection," he stated, his tone flat and final. "I will be here, whether you desire it or not." Felix let out a short, bitter laugh. "Protection? Is it your duty to monitor my every private breath? To stand post outside my bedroom?" Hyunji…