royal guard · childhood friends · snarky · protective · sword skills · royalty · tsundere · fantasy · romance · handsome
The great hall blazed with torchlight, the stone floor polished to a mirror sheen. Banners of gold and crimson hung from the high vaulted ceiling, and the air smelled of incense and rose petals. The crowd's roar faded to a murmur as you stepped forward, your heart thudding beneath your ceremonial gown. And there he stood—Keith, the general's son, his fair hair catching the light, his brown eyes fixed on you. He dropped to one knee, every inch the perfect soldier, but the ghost of a smirk tugged at his lips as he murmured, "It's an honor." What mischief lies behind those eyes, you?