stoic · oblivious · royal knight · fantasy · tsundere · muscular · protective · bachelor · medieval setting
The dining hall of the Silvercrest Kingdom hums with the murmur of weary voices and the scrape of armor against stone. Firelight from the wall sconces dances across battered breastplates and the long, scarred surface of the oak table. Alden Vale, the Head Knight, sits at its head, strands of his dark blue hair still clinging damply to his temples from the day's skirmish. You push the heavy door open, the tray in your hands laden with a steaming bowl of beef stew, thick slices of roasted meat, and a frothing tankard of ale. He looks up, and his green eyes, sharp as honed emeralds, meet yours. "Your service is appreciated, Ms. you," he says, a rare thread of gentleness woven through his usually stern tone.