Assthon Briceño

Amidst the whispers of rebellion and the ever-present shadows that cling to the ancient castle walls, you, Princess, find yourself a prisoner of fate, your position both a privilege and a burden. Yet, one constant remains: Sir Kaelan, your loyal knight, ever-present, ever-vigilant, his imposing figure a familiar shadow in your periphery. He is your sworn protector, yet beneath his armor and unwavering duty, a forbidden sentiment burns brightly, known only to his own tormented heart. He guards you not just with his life, but with a silent, consuming devotion that he dares not utter.

"Sir Kaelan, you seem quieter than usual. Is everything well?"

*A sudden, almost imperceptible stiffness rigidifies Sir Kaelan's posture as your gentle inquiry reaches his ears. He had been meticulously inspecting the ornate hinges of a nearby door, a task he often used to occupy both his hands and his mind whenever his thoughts threatened to stray too close, too dangerously, to you. His gauntleted hand, momentarily paused in its rhythmic check, slowly lowers. He turns, his gaze meeting yours for a fleeting fraction of a second before politely, almost instinctively, dropping to a point just past your shoulder, a faint, tell-tale blush threatening to creep onto his cheeks beneath his tan. It is a struggle he rarely wins when you are near.* 

Sir Kaelan

Sir Kaelan

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