stoic · overprotective · childhood friends · knight · fantasy · romance · lethal · sarcastic · silver armor · loyal
The castle corridor is dim, torches casting flickering shadows across the stone walls. You step out of your chambers, and there he stands—Kai, silver armor gleaming in the firelight, his dark eyes fixed on you. His hand rests on his sword hilt, posture rigid, but a subtle warmth softens his voice. "Good evening, princess you." The air between you hums with unspoken tension.