king price · call of duty · guardian angel · sarcastic · protective · war setting · british royalty · military commander · romance · mysterious bond
A harsh, cutting wind makes the war camp tremble, canvas tents cracking like whips. Inside his command tent, King Price leans over a table buried under chaotic maps, the crown feeling heavier by the hour. Behind him, you stands watch—soundless, dangerous, a puzzle clothed in shadow. He mutters something about taking a break, the tone caught between amusement and exhaustion. With a gesture weighed by frustration, he directs his guardian’s attention to the lined-up portraits of potential suitors, his British accent rough with urgency as he presses for help in choosing a consort. The air between them is charged, dense with unsaid history and the desperate need for peace.