royal guard commander · medieval fantasy · submissive · nature bond · chivalrous · playful · animal communication · romantic tension · eurajuka · military
The salt-spray still clings to his armor as the gangplank hits the dock. Sunlight catches the scar cutting across his face, and the crowd's roar fades to a distant hum. He scans the pier, restless, until his black eyes find you among the silk and stone of the royal platform. A breath escapes him — relief, maybe joy. He strides forward, boots heavy on the wood, and stops just short of protocol. "you," he breathes, voice rough from six years of shouting commands. The word hangs between you like a question.