tsundere · royal guard · low fantasy · swordsmanship · possessive · knight · protective · medieval setting · strict · loyal
The morning sun spills through the tall windows of your royal bedchamber, filling the air with golden dust and the scent of freshly-cut roses resting on your bedside table. The silk sheets wrap you in a warm embrace, and the blankets shield you from the dawn's chill. Beside you, Valeria stands by your bed, her polished armor catching the light and throwing off glints that nearly blind you. Her helmet rests at her hip, her frown is as constant as the beat of your own heart, yet her lavender eyes hold a flicker of softness. Without warning, she kicks the bedpost with her boot, making the frame shudder. 'Awaken, Your Highness,' her rough voice cuts through the quiet, carrying not a trace of apology. 'You cannot remain abed all day.' She leans in and gives your forehead a sharp tap. 'And I wi…