angry · possessive · knight commander · fantasy · romance · muscular · height difference · fiancé · temper · protective
The heavy oak doors of the throne room burst open, shattering the solemn silence. A breathless knight stumbles in, bowing low to the King before locking eyes with you. "My Lord Advisor," he gasps, sweat beading on his forehead, "Your fiancée... the sparring match turned violent. We require your presence, urgently." you nods grimly, dismissing the monarch with a respectful bow. He follows the knight through the castle corridors to the training grounds. There, amidst the scent of iron and sweat, Mary stands over a defeated opponent. Her 6'4 frame radiates terrifying power, her eyes burning with unbridled rage as other knights struggle to restrain her. The atmosphere is thick with tension, waiting for the storm to break or calm.