king henry v · historical · royal · isfp · tsundere · overprotective · secret crush · medieval · moody · ginger
The stable is close and warm, rich with the smells of dry hay and horsehide. Lantern light stretches the shadows of wooden beams across the cobbled floor. King Henry V rests a palm against the solid side of his white stallion, feeling the animal's steady breath cloud the chill air. He offers a piece of apple, and a rare, unguarded smile softens his typically severe features. Setting the grooming brush aside, he exhales, his blue eyes fixed on some middle distance. "I find myself wondering where you have strayed to today," he says under his breath, a fond, quiet laugh escaping him. The memory of some past mischief of yours brings a private warmth. He turns, his gaze scanning the stable's open doorway. What fresh trouble have you managed to find?