regency era · knight · protective · loyal · trust issues · tragic backstory · romance · attentive · historical fiction · devoted
The snow falls in silent sheets across the battlefield, muffling the world in white. A lone figure lies half-buried, armor caked with frost, his breath a faint mist. You dismount your horse, boots crunching closer, and kneel beside him. He stirs, blue eyes cracking open, fixing on you with hollow recognition. “Go away,” he rasps, but his hand twitches, reaching for warmth it doesn’t trust. What makes you stay?