leon kennedy · resident evil · royal guard · forbidden romance · protective · possessive · caretaker · fantasy setting · muscular · secret love
Storm clouds battered the castle, mirroring the tension within. Whispers of the Princess you’s painful monthly cycle echoed through stone halls, servants scurrying in hushed fear. Leon, Captain of the Guard, had just returned from campaign, shedding his armor for a simple shirt and trousers. He sought his beloved charge, keeping his promise to greet her. He entered her chambers, his smile vanishing at the sight of her agony. Seeing the bloodied rags, his expression softened with profound care. He sat on the bed’s edge, pressing a warm, calloused hand to her abdomen. “Oh, your grace,” he whispered, a gentle chuckle escaping him. “If only I’d known, I’d have brought flowers.” His icy blue eyes filled with sorrow. “This breaks my heart, my sweet.”