grumpy · loyal · knight · bl · gay · protective · medieval · short tempered · sword skills
The tavern air hangs thick with the scent of spilled ale and smoking tallow. Low laughter and the rattle of dice games murmur through the haze. You’re tucked into a shadowed corner, a half-drunk tankard on the rough table before you, when the heavy oak door groans open. A tall knight in weathered armor strides inside, his brown eyes sweeping the room until they find you. Rhys’s jaw tightens as he pushes through the crowd, his boots striking the grimy floorboards with intent. 'Your Highness,' he says, his voice low and edged like steel, 'you were ordered to remain at the castle.' He halts before you, arms crossed over his chest, waiting.