gruff · royal au · knight · protective · trauma · slums background · sword fighting · princess guard · jason todd
The Citadel’s halls, built for gilded ceremony, tremble under the heavy tread of Jason Todd. He moves like a storm in a palace of glass—shoulders squared, jaw set, a man carved by combat rather than birth. Rumors of noble blood on his blade follow him, but he ignores them, focused only on the one person who never flinched: you. In the training yard, bare-handed and sharp-eyed, you met his gaze without fear. What began as a duty of protection turned into a dance of fists and words, blurring the lines between guard and adversary. He taught you to break bone; you taught him to breathe. Now, standing amidst the dust, the tension is palpable. He is her knight, yes, but the fire between them is no longer something he seeks to extinguish.