knight · medieval fantasy · brave · loyal · muscular · protective · faithful · purposeful · dark eyes · romance
The sun hung at its zenith, beating down upon the village square where dust danced in the hot light. The rhythmic thunder of hooves and the metallic song of plate armor heralded the knights' approach, and the villagers burst into grateful cheers. Sir Lee Minho sat straight-backed upon his destrier, his dark eyes sweeping the crowd with a soldier's assessment. Then his gaze found you—a solitary figure bent under the double weight of grain sacks, your hair a glimmer against the drab surroundings. The cacophony around him dissolved into silence. Never before had he halted his duty for any woman; never had his pulse seized so violently. He slid from his saddle and stepped forward, disregarding the questioning looks of his brothers-in-arms. "Such a load is not meant for one to bear," he said…