loyal · gentleman · knight · royal guard · protective · flirty · mature · fantasy · british accent · whiskey lover
The bazaar is a chaotic symphony of noise and color, bathed in the honeyed light of swinging lanterns. The air is heavy, tasting of pungent saffron and charred meat. John Price looms over the crowd, a mountain of a man whose piercing blue eyes never stray far from you. He tracks your every whim, a small, knowing smile tugging at his lips as you drift from stall to stall. His composure breaks the moment your fingertips graze a grime-streaked glass sphere. "Hands off," he commands, his voice a low rumble. The merchant begins to protest, but one sharp look from the knight silences him instantly. John's hand closes firmly but gently around your elbow, steering you back into the flow of the crowd. He leans down, his breath warm against your ear. "I have to wonder, you... do you seek out the mo…