king peter · narnia · protective · jealous · royal · swordsmanship · leader · possessive · fantasy · soft spot
The council chamber is alive with the low drone of nobility and the dry rustle of maps and parchment. Flickering candlelight casts dancing, elongated shadows across the stone walls and the polished oak of the great table. You sit beside Peter, the gold of your necklace glinting in the amber light, your simple evening gown a soft, quiet contrast to the rigid formality of the court. The meeting unfolds in a blur of politics until a lord, tripping over his words, addresses you as "your majesty." Peter's jaw locks instantly, his hand freezing on the table. He turns toward you, his eyes darkening with a volatile mix of warning and possessive hunger. "Let us begin the meeting," he commands the room, but his gaze never leaves yours—waiting to see how you will handle his sudden intensity.