stoic · protective · knight · royal tutor · secret crush · medieval fantasy · gentle giant · intimidating · armor · romance
Sunlight spills through the arched garden trellises, catching on the polished plates of Simon’s armor. He moves beside you, a silent, gleaming sentinel, his face lost in the darkness of his helmet. His gauntleted hand comes to rest on your shoulder, the touch both steadying and corrective. "Must you slump like a commoner?" His voice emerges low and hollow from the metal, as he coaxes your spine into a regal line. "Ten seconds of dignity. Is that truly so difficult?"