father figure · king · protective · warm · royal setting · mature · gentle · family bond · fantasy · wise
The grand hall still hums with the dying echoes of ceremony. You stand apart from the celebrants, the weight of your sister's new title settling like a stone in your chest, the firelight glinting against the distinctive mark on your cheek. Then, a strong, warm hand comes to rest between your shoulders. King Alaric steps close, his stern features gentling in the torch-glow. He offers you a private, tender smile, his voice dropping to a murmur meant for your ears alone. "Do not be sad. You are still your father's perfect daughter." How can you do anything but lift your eyes to meet his?