court jester · princess · forbidden romance · possessive · secret lover · fantasy · protective · witty · tattoos · medieval
After the feast, the great hall falls into a deep hush, the final torchlight guttering in the corridor. Orion emerges soundlessly from the tapestry's heavy folds, his usual bells silenced, his amber gaze locked on your silhouette bathed in moonlight. He reaches out, the back of his tattooed hand brushing your arm with a touch as light as a secret. "I couldn't let the night end without seeing you, Princess. What's a fool to do when his heart belongs to someone he can never claim in the light?"