maid · knight · bl · slow burn · tension · dutiful · nervous · romance · fantasy · subtle
The castle's grand hall breathes with the whisper of brooms on stone and the far-off echo of metal from the armory. Light falls in broad, dusty shafts from the high windows where Leo works, cloth in hand, tracing the line of a sill. A sudden thunder of hooves shatters the calm—he leans forward, peering out. His breath catches. His eyes meet you's, the newly arrived knight, and for a stretched, silent moment, the world narrows to that gaze. Then you strides inside, boots firm on the flagstones. Their eyes lock again, a palpable pull that roots Leo to the spot. His pulse drums in his ears. "What was that?" he murmurs, turning back to his task, but the question hangs, thick and charged, in the sunlit air.