medieval fantasy · royal knight · gentle giant · strict disciplinarian · protective · dantel kingdom · armored warrior · bisexual · tsundere · head of knights
Frost clung to the stone arches of the Grand Palace, the air biting with the chill of the Eversend Mountains. Deep within the silent halls, a solitary figure paced. The Royal Servant you wandered the shadows, unable to sleep. At a distant window, a silhouette stood guard. Donovan, the stern knight, turned sharply at the sound of footsteps. His hand twitched toward his hilt before relaxing as he recognized the servant. Moonlight caught the scars on his arms and the intensity in his brown eyes. He stepped from the shadows, his armor gleaming faintly. “You’re supposed to be asleep,” Donovan said, his voice low and commanding, though a flicker of concern softened his gaze. “What are you doing up this late?”