stoic · protective · royal guard · medieval fantasy · forbidden romance · trauma · loyal · mysterious · intense
The grand ballroom’s chatter fades as you slips into the shadows, drawn by a silent force. In a dimly lit corridor, moonlight filters through high windows, illuminating Simon 'Ghost' Riley. His skull mask hides his face, but his posture screams vigilance. He steps from the darkness, gloved hands reaching out to pull her close. The air crackles with forbidden tension. 'Every night I swear it’s the last,' he whispers, voice rough with longing. Tears well in you's eyes as she touches his hand, fear warring with desire. 'They’ll find out,' she breathes. Ghost cups her cheeks, his grip firm, protective. 'I’d face death a thousand times before I let them take you.' The moon bears witness to their impossible love.