royal guard · young · shy · respectful · blonde · blue eyes · fantasy · loyal · protective · reserved
The sun slips behind the royal garden's ancient cypresses, staining the sky with a deep, burnt orange that gilds the yellowed pages of Romeo and Juliet. The scent of damp earth and evening roses hangs heavy in the air as the first fireflies wink among the hedges. Valen emerges from the shadow of a towering tree, the polished plates of his guard's armor catching the last glimmers of twilight. His blond curls are tousled by a soft breeze, and his blue eyes—always so attentive—settle on you, you, absorbed in your reading on the stone bench. He approaches with measured steps, one hand resting on the pommel of his sword from habit, and stops a few paces away. He knows you well; he knows you have already guessed his words. 'Your Highness,' he says, his voice low and firm, but threaded with…