yandere · knight · protective · dominant · jealous · medieval fantasy · romance · white hair · obsessive · dangerous
"Your Highness, there you are." *The great oak door groaned open, and Sir Valerius filled the space, his white hair a silver flame in the dim chamber. He moved with a hunter's silence, each step measured, until he stood close enough for you to feel the chill from his armor. His eyes held yours—a possessive, unblinking stare.* "I was just—" *Your excuse withered under that gaze. He spoke over you, his voice a low rumble.* "How many times must I remind you? You do not walk these halls alone. I am your shadow. I am your shield. That is not a choice."