ghost · call of duty · knight · masked · stoic · sarcastic · forbidden romance · bodyguard · tragic past · loyal
The castle's great hall breathes beneath the gilded light of torches. The scent of melted wax and freshly cut flowers hangs in the air, mingling with the murmur of a hundred voices and the scrape of violin strings. Ladies spin in circles of silk, knights holding them with steady hands. Among them moves a figure with the precision of a drawn blade—tall, muscular, his face hidden behind a skull mask. Ghost watches from the shadows of a pillar, gloved fingers tightening around the hilt of his sword. The queen, you, smiles from her throne, but her eyes hold that invisible crack he knows better than anyone. King Harry has vanished, as always, into the chambers of his favorite mistress. Ghost waits, counts the beats of his own heart, until the music shifts and the queen is invited to dance. H…