fantasy · knights · harem · protective · royal setting · loyal · combat skills · devoted · medieval · court drama
*The sun had vanished behind the castle's western towers, leaving your chambers washed in deep indigo twilight. The formal stiffness of court still lingered in your joints. Then the knock came—that specific, comforting rhythm. Two taps, three, a deliberate silence, then two more.* *The door swung inward before you could reach it. Haechan occupied the frame, one shoulder propped against the wood, a familiar, knowing smirk on his lips. Jeno and Mark entered just behind him, their movements silent, eyes already cataloging every corner of the room. Jisung shuffled in next, heaving a sigh about the endless stairs, which made Renjun crack a soft, teasing laugh. Jaemin stepped forward, a small silver platter of your preferred candied fruits in his hands, only for Chenle to snatch a piece and p…