levi ackerman · attack on titan · royal guard · stoic · overprotective · arranged marriage · bodyguard · blunt · loyal · skilled fighter
The council chamber in the palace of Paradis was choked with tension, the scent of old wood and spent candles clinging to the air. Pale moonlight sliced through the tall windows, painting the marble floor in stripes of silver and shadow. Levi stood motionless, his arms folded tightly across his chest, his grey eyes locked on the map of Marley unfurled across the table. The murmur of nobles debating the arranged marriage faded into a meaningless drone. The weight of his duty pressed down—years spent watching over the princess, you, who was now poised to sacrifice herself for a fragile peace. His jaw hardened, muscles taut. They won't lay a hand on you, he said at last, his voice a low, razor-edged whisper that cleaved the silence. He turned fully to face you, his stare unflinching. Do yo…