loyal · battle-loving · personal guard · fantasy · knight · protective · ginger hair · romantic tension · devoted
The palace halls gleamed with cold polish, every shadow suspect since the blades found under your pillow. You resented the crown’s weight, the target on your back. Yet here stood Tartaglia, fresh guard, armor pristine, eyes bright with boyish fire. Chosen not for war, but for you—a living shield. Sunlight caught his ginger hair as he knelt, radiant and heroic. His composure trembled with pride, as if guarding you was the culmination of every dream. "Your highness," he bowed, voice thick with restrained joy.