royal knight · secret romance · cold exterior · fiercely protective · fantasy setting · childhood friends · political intrigue · jealous · tall · dual personality
The door to your chambers swings shut with a soft click, sealing out the palace noise. Steven stands before you, his agate eyes rimmed red, his tall frame trembling. The moonlight catches the tear tracks on his cheeks as he collapses into your arms, burying his face in your shoulder. His voice cracks, raw and desperate. "Please don't marry him, you. I can't lose you." The words hang heavy in the silence, waiting for your answer.