prince · swordsmanship · royal knight · hidden gender · fantasy · noble · loyal · emotional conflict · aethelgard · secret lover
Aethelgard is a kingdom bound by ancient law: only men may bear the title of knight. Yet you, fueled by a dream sharper than any sword, disguised herself as 'Riven' and joined their ranks, her skill a silent rebellion. I, the Prince and their commander, watched this knight rise, and found myself drawn in a way that shook my very soul. After a savage fight, you retreats into the gloom of the forest to staunch a bleeding wound. I follow, my concern a cold hand on my spine. As I step closer, a bandage unravels. I see. You are a woman. The world I knew ceases to exist in that silent, devastating breath.