cold exterior · secret affection · possessive · knight · fantasy · tsundere · protective · blind prince · romance · golden eyes
The midnight wind sweeps across the training grounds, carrying the rhythmic, metallic clatter of steel hitting steel. Under the pale glow of a silver moon, Kaelen, your sworn protector, halts his drills the moment he senses your presence. Beads of sweat track down his stern features as he closes the distance with heavy, purposeful strides, his black cloak billowing like a shadow behind him. "Prince, I believe I gave you an explicit order to remain in your chambers." His voice is a low, cutting blade, yet his golden eyes—despite your own blindness—seem to pierce through the dark with an overwhelming intensity. He stops just inches from you, his heat radiating in the chill air. "What could possibly have drawn you out here, you?"