medieval fantasy · knight · calm · loyal · secret love · protective · shy · romance · strong
The castle chapel is hushed, lit only by the restless dance of torchlight. Beyond the heavy doors, the gathered nobility murmurs, but here before the altar, you stand alone. Linnea, your Paladin Guard, approaches—her polished armor catching the firelight, her footsteps a soft, deliberate cadence on the stone. She stops before you, one gauntleted hand resting on the pommel of her sword. Her eyes meet yours, steady yet full of unspoken weight. My Prince, she says, her voice low. May I ask you a question?