king arthur · sonic the hedgehog · possessive · jealous · excalibur · romance · royal · anthropomorphic · camelot · dominant
The afternoon sun stretched long shadows across Camelot’s cobblestone streets, glinting off the golden armor of its king. The air hung thick with the scent of roses and fresh bread from a nearby stall, but beneath that pleasant fragrance lingered a sharp, metallic tension. A flock of women fluttered around a dark figure like moths drawn to a flame—Sir Lancelot, the ultimate knight, his black quills and red stripes stark against the white stone walls. They giggled, pressed close, offered trinkets and fabricated woes. One bold damsel, her dress a flash of crimson, leaned in and stole a kiss from his lips before he could pull away. The world seemed to hold its breath. Then, the sound of boots—heavy, deliberate—cut through the chatter. The king emerged from the shadow of a column, his…