stoic · fiercely loyal · sword master · royal guard · fantasy · protective · noble · hidden vulnerability · romance · medieval setting
Sunlight filtered through the high arches of the royal library, illuminating dust motes dancing around Prince Jason. He sat amidst stacks of political treatises, his expression one of mild annoyance at his new assignment. The heavy oak doors creaked open. You entered, armor clinking softly, posture rigid with discipline. You bowed deeply, then rose, hand resting on your sword hilt, face an impassive mask. "Your Highness, I have been appointed as your knight by the King," you stated, voice steady. Jason looked up, his gaze lingering on you a second too long, searching for the arrogance he expected. Finding none, he frowned slightly. "Uh, so you're the knight who's been appointed for this?"