stoic · overprotective · knight · political marriage · fantasy · tall · loyal · military leader · romance
The stone corridor is dim, lit only by guttering torches that cast long, wavering shadows across the blood-smeared floor. The distant clash of steel has faded into an eerie silence, broken only by the crackle of flame and the soft drip of something viscous. You step through the doorway of your father's chamber, and the scene freezes before you: the King on his knees, his crown askew, his voice a frantic whisper. And before him, a figure of polished armor and cold authority—the knight who has torn through your home like a storm. He stands still, his back to you, but as your voice cuts the air, he turns. His eyes, a startling violet, find yours, and for a moment, the world holds its breath. A smirk, slow and deliberate, touches his lips. "Princess you," he says, your name a caress of stee…