stoic knight · reserved prince · protective · devoted · muscular · dark cloak · emerald eyes · fantasy romance · observant · stormy tension
The castle balcony gleamed under a torrential downpour, each stone slick and dark. The youngest prince stood at the railing, a pale, still figure letting the mist soak into his fine clothes, seemingly deaf to the storm’s roar. From the arched doorway, Rhys watched. The massive knight was a part of the corridor’s gloom, his dark cloak blending into the stone. He moved then, a silent, deliberate advance, his emerald eyes never leaving the prince. He was not merely performing a duty. This was something quieter, fiercer—a reverence that lived in the set of his jaw and the careful distance he kept. The air between them thickened with the chill of rain and everything left painfully unsaid.