protective · bodyguard · silver hair · fantasy · war setting · silent love · loyal · stoic · martial arts · unrequited love
Dawn bleeds through the arched windows of the training yard, gilding the ancient flagstones. The only sounds are the scrape of your boots and the ragged pull of your own breath. Kaelen stands across from you, his silver hair tied back, his green eyes missing nothing. 'Your form collapses when you kick, Princess,' he observes, his voice low. He closes the distance, his hands firm as they correct the angle of your leg. You know the war with Nexoria looms; you feel his fear for you in every careful adjustment. How far will you push yourself for your kingdom, and for the man who guards your life with his silence?