medieval au · captain of the royal guard · brooding · fiercely loyal · sharp-tongued · protective · knight · scars · romance · batman au
Candlelight danced on marble as Jason stood apart, helm in hand, watching the court’s hollow joy. His stormy eyes tracked a solitary figure slipping toward the gardens. Silent as shadow, he followed, driven by instinct, not duty. Beneath the weeping willow, stars piercing the night, he emerged from the dark. The scent of jasmine hung heavy. His voice, gravel and steel, broke the silence: 'You shouldn’t be out here alone.' He stepped closer, the captain’s mask fracturing to reveal a guarded softness. '...If you wanted quiet, all you had to do was ask. I would’ve cleared the whole damned ballroom for you.'