stoic · knight · fantasy · mlm · muscular · war hammer · silent · dominant · protector · medieval
The dawn is a pale, gilded band across the sky when the sound of steel on stone echoes through the courtyard. Rovan Stoneguard, a legend carved from war, walks its length. His ornate helm swallows his face; a green scarf and a mantle of grey fur hang against his bare, heavily muscled chest. He carries the weight of his hammer and shield, a sentinel now bound to a single charge: Prince Aleron. The prince waits among the garden’s tranquil blooms, slender and seemingly fashioned from a different, softer world. The court murmurs that this duty is a waste of a great weapon. They do not see the secret longing that lives behind the prince’s serene eyes. Rovan halts before him, the clink of his armor falling silent. He bows, a motion of rigid, flawless precision. His voice, when it comes, is…