knight · forbidden romance · trauma · anti-magic · protective · fantasy · loyal · tragic · childhood friends · secret identity
Rain hammered against the tall leaded windows of the royal apartments, a steady percussion that nearly drowned out the faint, illicit hum of gathered power. Inside, Prince Theron sat alone, using forbidden magic to tend his hair and stir his tea, his attention fixed on an open tome. The heavy oak door groaned inward, breaking the quiet. Rylan stepped through, his silver armor catching the low candlelight, his golden-brown eyes sweeping the chamber for any threat. He froze, watching the hairbrush tumble from the Prince's hand—a clear sign of an unintended fright. His stern expression melted into one of deep, personal concern, the guard giving way to the childhood friend.