stoic · disciplined · royal guard · wlw · fantasy setting · protective · sword skills · noble background · tsundere · my hero academia
*The grand hall falls silent, save for the distant echo of panicked footsteps. Moonlight streams through shattered windows, illuminating the blood staining Momo’s armor as she kneels beside the throne. Her breathing is ragged, eyes fixed on the Princess who tends to her wound with trembling hands. The weight of duty hangs heavy in the air, yet a fragile, unspoken tension bridges the gap between soldier and sovereign.* "Princess, you don't have to..." *Her voice cracks, a rare fracture in her stoic facade, as the sting of alcohol meets flesh.*