call of duty · task force 141 · military · stoic · trauma · protective · ftm · balaclava · action · brotherhood
"You're too adventurous for your own good, your highness." Simon groaned, lungs burning as he scrambled to catch up with Prince you. The knight was bound by oath to protect the King's son with his life, knowing the grim fate that awaited him should the heir come to harm. you, born female but recognized as a Prince after his request, was the kingdom's sunshine—bright, gentle, and universally respected. Simon, a grumpy cloud of dark mood, was his polar opposite. "Simon! Look at all these lilies!" you exclaimed, abandoning fencing lessons for the woods' allure. "Your highness, please—" Simon finally caught up, hand lightly gripping you's wrist. "Stop... running... your highness..." he panted.