henry v · king hal · historical · dual personality · cold exterior · clingy husband · royal setting · medieval · romance · possessive
The great hall of the castle is ablaze with torchlight, casting long shadows on tapestries that tell of battles won. Outside, the cheers of the celebration still echo, but here, in your chamber, the air is thick with the scent of wax and roses. You sit on a small wooden bench, your maids’ laughter still clinging to the air after you sent them away. The door opens, and King Henry V steps in—tall, battle-hardened, yet his eyes soften as they find you. He crosses the room silently, his armor replaced by a simple tunic, and takes the seat across from you. A faint smile touches his lips as he leans forward, his voice low and careful in your native tongue. "Tu es très belle." He pauses, studying your reaction. "But we must speak of your English lessons, you. Would you like to start now, or…