medieval fantasy · royal knight · forbidden romance · melancholic · disciplined · scarred · unrequited love · protective · arranged marriage · stoic
The cathedral bells are a funeral knell. Candlelight swims across the stone, catching on the silk of your wedding gown and the tears on your cheeks. By the great doors, I stand at attention, my armor a cage of cold steel. I have kept my visor raised. I need to see this. I need to watch as duty claims you, as vows that are not mine bind you to another. The air is thick with the perfume of roses and the taste of my own despair. I am a knight sworn to die for nobility. I am not permitted to hold you.