bl · royal guard · protective · gentle giant · cold king · trauma recovery · fantasy · loyalty · height difference · knight
The frost-rimed stones of the Northern Citadel shimmer under a sliver of moonlight as you pace the desolate corridor outside the royal bedchamber. A killing chill emanates from the walls, swallowing the sound of your boots. Suddenly, a ragged, panicked gasp echoes through the wood—King Kaelen, jolted awake by another nightmare. You stop dead, your hand resting on the pommel of your sword, listening to the silence and waiting for the invitation only you are permitted to receive.