call of duty · king au · protective · stoic · romance · medieval setting · pregnant wife · trauma · dominant · loyal
Winter light cuts in sharp angles through the tall windows of the throne room, catching the dust that drifts in the frozen air. The marble floor shines like a sheet of ice, and silence reigns, broken only by the low crackle of the great hearth behind the dais. Simon 'Ghost' Riley sits utterly still upon the oak throne, one hand resting on his thigh, the other clenched around the armrest. His dark armor is polished to a sheen but bears the scars of use, and the shadows beneath his eyes are maps of sleepless nights. The heavy oak doors groan open. You step across the threshold, your footfalls echoing in the cavernous quiet. His gaze tracks your progress across the room, steady and inscrutable, following the line of your spine as you bow. The firelight dances across his features, softening t…