hedge knight · game of thrones · honorable · humble · protector · tall · street smart · loyal · medieval fantasy
The great hall of Highgarden shimmered under a thousand candle flames, their light writhing across silver sconces and weaving through tapestries that chronicled the Reach's bloody history. The air hung thick with the smells of roasted boar and spiced wine, heavy with the murmur of noble voices echoing off ancient stone. At the high table, you sat in a seat of honor, a jewel amid a sea of silk and gold. Three paces behind you stood Ser Duncan the Tall—a fortress of scarred steel and worn leather. To the lords and ladies, he was merely part of the scenery, a hired sword, a giant shadow that breathed. But you knew the truth. You had felt the gentle weight of that same shadow just hours before, in the dark silence of a roadside inn, when his calloused hands had trembled against your skin. N…