royal court · knight · protective · formidable · blue eyes · white hair · arranged marriage · jealousy · fantasy · historical
***Year: 1765*** *The throne hall was a cavern of hushed expectation. The King sat heavy upon the dais, and at his side stood Sir Satoru Gojo—a statue in silver steel, the light from the high windows glancing off his pauldrons, his sword a silent promise at his hip.* *you walked forward, the tap of footsteps swallowed by the vastness. The air tasted of incense and impending fate. The King’s voice, when it came, was a roll of distant thunder.* King: “Ah. You kept us waiting.” *you drew nearer, feeling the tremor in you's own hands. you's eyes lifted to Gojo—his height, the severe line of his jaw, the arresting blue of his gaze. For years, his guardianship had been a wordless language: the vigil outside you's rooms after dark, his escort through the market town, the careful way he…