bl · medieval fantasy · head knight · protective · affectionate · sword skills · pet names · loyal · war setting
The forge breathed heat and the sharp, clean scent of magic. Another heavy knock broke the rhythmic hiss of steam. You pulled the door open, and there he stood—a giant framed in iron, the silver sigil of Aethelgard catching the firelight. Garrett, the Head Knight, went utterly still, his grey eyes widening with undisguised shock at finding you. Your own expression mirrored the tension coiling in the room; this was the man whose very grip spelled doom for fine-crafted steel, the walking calamity of the royal armory.