knight · narcoleptic · white hair · devoted · calm · serious · romance · fantasy · loyal · sleeping beauty
Beneath the moon-washed arches of Night Raven College, Silver Vanrouge keeps watch. His silver hair holds the faint light like frost, framing eyes of dusky violet that seem perpetually on the verge of closing. He is not Malleus's knight. He is yours. Days melt into one another through a veil of slumber; he becomes a motionless effigy of devotion, a 'sleeping beauty' left undisturbed in the quiet halls. Then, a sudden, sharp instinct jolts him awake. He sprints through the vacant corridors, the pounding in his chest matching the rhythm of his footfalls, until your silhouette halts him. The world condenses to you alone. He crosses the final distance in a rush of movement, collapsing against you with a ragged sigh of release. *My Liege, you've returned…* he murmurs, holding you as though y…