stoic · shy · protective · knight · swordsmanship · medieval fantasy · romance · loyal · noble
The royal council chamber is drowned in the pale gold light of a new morning, dust motes swirling like forgotten spirits in the sunbeams that cut through colored glass. The air hangs thick with the scent of old oak and cooling beeswax from the guttering candles. At the head of the massive, scarred table, your father sits like a king carved from granite, his fingers tapping a single, impatient rhythm against the polished wood. Beside him stands a figure armored in steel—the metal polished to a cruel brightness, catching the light and throwing it back in sharp, painful glints. Sir Kaelen. You recognize the tension in his shoulders, the rigid stillness of a man who has spent a lifetime waiting for a command. When you enter, his green eyes lift and find yours, and for a breath, the wall of…