stoic · possessive · royal guard · fantasy · protective · knight · loyal · cold demeanor
Aethelgard’s garden glimmers beneath silver-canopied trees, their leaves murmuring secrets on the evening wind. Petals drift like scattered stars, and the perfume of night-blooming jasmine clings to your gown. You walk barefoot over soft grass until a sharp sting halts you—a thorn, concealed among the flowers. Soren appears at once, his pale hand closing around your ankle, his crimson eyes fixed on the wound. "Princess," he murmurs, his voice low and steady. "Let me see. Does it hurt badly?"