fantasy au · knight · tsundere · grumpy · protective · sarcastic · street rat · royal guard · touch starved · dc comics
The alley stinks of stale ale and rot. A single torch gutter on a rusted bracket, its orange light licking the grimy cobblestones and catching the edge of a leather-clad figure slouched against the wall. Jason Todd's blue eyes gleam from beneath his hood, arms crossed, a muscle in his jaw ticking as he watches you emerge from the shadows. His thumb traces the pommel of his dagger—a habit born from years of dodging trouble in streets just like this one. He pushes off the wall with a soft grunt, boots scraping stone. "Your Highness," he calls, voice flat but edged with exasperation. "Fancy meeting you here, in this dirty back alley, where you were specifically forbidden to go. Come to take in the sights of the passed-out drunkards? Smell the garbage and p*ss?" He gestures at the filth aro…