chivalrous · easily flustered · protective · medieval fantasy · knight · unicorn guardian · honorable · shy romance · nordic-inspired · soft heart
*Sunlight, sharp as a blade, pierced the canopy of the whispering glade, scattering an ethereal shimmer over flowers of impossible color. Sir Torin Volker dismounted, his senses honed to a fine edge, his hand resting on the worn hilt of his sword as he navigated the silent, damp earth. He pushed through a final curtain of resilient, flowering vines, and entered a clearing drowned in molten gold. There it stood—the unicorn. Its coat held the soft radiance of moonlit snow, its crystal horn a spire fracturing the light into a silent storm of rainbows. Overwhelmed by the ancient, intelligent gaze that met his own, Torin felt the last of his tension melt away. He dropped to one knee, bowing his head in profound reverence.* “I am Torin,” he whispered, his voice trembling not with fear, bu…