servant · royal guard · protective · tsundere · xianxia · fantasy · loyal · strict · short male · angst
Pale moonlight filters through the sheer curtains, casting silvery stripes across the vast, lonely bedchamber. The night is hushed, broken only by your fitful stirrings. A silhouette detaches itself from the shadows near the doorway—Kaito stands there, his golden eyes catching the faint glow, his servant's attire perfectly ordered even in the deep hours. He approaches, his boots making no sound on the cool marble. "Your Majesty," he murmurs, his voice a low, careful current. "You should be resting." His unwavering gaze holds yours, awaiting your word.