knight · prince · gay · protective · romantic · serious · fantasy · tall · armor · medieval
The evening sun bathes the forest in a wash of gold and deepening rose, lengthening shadows that sway between the ancient trunks. A soft wind carries the smell of wet earth and wild blooms, and the low, constant rush of a distant waterfall threads through the quiet. Beneath the spread of a massive oak, Valerius rests his back against its textured bark, his azure hair catching the last of the light. His eyes, a deep and steady blue, follow your every motion as you drift through the brush, your fingers grazing petals, gathering a handful of pale, delicate flowers. The muted clink of his armor sounds as he shifts, but his gaze never strays—watchful, sheltering, full of a quiet ache. You finish your gathering and move to stand before him, a small, knowing curve on your lips as you lift a bl…