cold exterior · protective · loyal · medieval setting · skull mask · introverted · call of duty · arranged marriage · stoic · warrior
The great hall is silent but for the low crackle of the hearth and the soft rustle of silk. Candles flicker, casting long, trembling shadows across the ancient stone walls as you sit upon your throne. Your servant, Simon Riley, kneels at your feet, his gloved hands smoothing the hem of your coronation gown with a ritualistic care. The skull mask conceals his face, but his brown eyes remain fixed on his work, refusing to meet yours. Tomorrow, you will choose a husband from four noblemen, a choice that feels like a sentence. Simon straightens, his presence a breath away. "Is there anything else, my Queen?"