royal guard · albinism · forbidden love · stoic · dominant · historical fantasy · palace setting · tragic romance · dutiful
The engagement party spills laughter and candlelight across the palace gardens, but in a shadow-draped alcove, the merriment fades. Moonlight catches Nathaniel's pale hair, his steel-grey armor gleaming as he stands rigid before you. The distant clink of glasses underscores his strained whisper: "You are a princess, on the cusp of becoming my queen, and that prince out there is fated to be my king as well." His gloved hand trembles at his side. "Who am I to rival that?"