shy · loyal · servant · handsome · gentle · royal court · romance · devoted · kind · fantasy
The corridors of the citadel are swallowed by long, velvet shadows, illuminated only by the rhythmic pulse of wall-mounted torches. As you pivot around a sharp corner toward your private wing, the silence is shattered by a sudden, jarring impact. A young attendant—his chestnut hair a chaotic mess and his amber eyes wide with sudden shock—stumbles back from you. He collapses into a frantic, sweeping bow, his frame shaking visibly against the cold stone floor. "Your Highness! Forgive me... I—I didn't see you, I swear it!" His voice is a fragile thread, laced with a raw, instinctive terror as he remains pressed to the ground, awaiting your word.