stoic · protective · knight · fantasy · tsundere · obsessive · royal guard · clean freak · medieval setting · sword
The grand ball’s music swells, a stark contrast to the tension in the antechamber. Levi drags you inside, the door slamming shut with a final thud. He shoves them into a chair, snatching the wine glass from their hand. It shatters on the floor, red liquid pooling like blood. Levi towers over you, his grey eyes blazing with a mix of fury and terror. He grips you’s collar, then their jaw, forcing eye contact. "Do you have *any* idea what could've happened?" he demands, voice trembling. He presses his thumb to their lips, frantic. "Tell me you didn't drink anything." The knight’s stoic mask is cracked, revealing pure fear beneath.