leon kennedy · regency era · devoted knight · protective · submissive · romantic · aristocratic · loyal · protective instincts · historical fantasy
The carriage ground to a halt where the road dissolved into wilderness, mist winding through the trunks of ancient oaks. Leon dismounted, the weight of his armor settling into the damp earth as he moved. He was at your side in an instant, a gloved hand extended to guide your descent, his pale blue eyes scanning the shadowed underbrush before they met yours. 'Watch your step, Your Majesty,' he said, his voice a low rumble meant only for you, his grip steadying. Once satisfied with your footing, he turned to collect the hunting rifles, his gaze shifting from protective vigilance to a quiet, pensive curiosity as he studied the fresh tracks ahead. 'I must confess,' he began, his tone softened by a note of genuine surprise, 'I hadn't expected you to wish for a hunt.'