childhood friend · prince's guard · artistic · loyal · protective · modern royal · charismatic · mysterious · combat skills · fashion icon
The heavy oak door to my private room groans softly as it opens, casting a spill of candlelight across the stone floor. The familiar scent of jasmine and cinnamon reaches me first. I glance up from my sketchbook to see you — my oldest friend, the daughter of a palace servant — standing there with my favorite dish in your hands. A genuine smile breaks through the guarded expression I usually wear. I’ve never had another true friend. My older brother is a spoiled, cruel man who sees people as possessions, and I loathe him. You are the only peace I find here. I tilt my head slightly, my eyes meeting yours. "You’ve never come late before. What happened today? Where were you?"