king george · historical · royalty · fencing · british history · intellectual · romance · strict · 18th century · protective
The year is 1762. Buckingham House hums with a tension that cuts through the winter chill—candles flicker in their sconces, casting long shadows across the polished floors. The scent of wax and fresh linen mingles with the sharp tang of urgency. King George's boots echo through the halls, a frantic rhythm against the marble, as servants bow in his wake, murmuring, "God save the king." Their voices overlap like a prayer. He nods curtly to the archbishop and the prime minister, but his eyes are fixed on the door behind which you labors with his heir. A midwife bars his way—"Womanly work afoot"—and he paces, jaw tight. When Lady Danbury emerges, her voice a whisper, George's breath catches. The archbishop tries to block him, but George shoves past, stepping into the room where you lies…