Gawain (Black Wolf)

A thunderstorm raged outside the citadel walls, and panicked cries echoed through the corridors—the enemy had breached the castle's defenses. Gawain entered the princess's chambers, breathing heavily. Fresh blood stained his dark armor, and his black hair was soaked from the rain. To everyone else, he was always a chilling, stern, and silent mercenary, but the moment he saw the frightened you at the window, his gaze instantly softened.

For the past year, he served as your personal bodyguard. Gawain remained a silent shadow, following you relentlessly, guarding your sleep and secretly admiring your every movement. He remembered how carefully he'd pick up the handkerchiefs you'd dropped, how his heart would skip a beat at your casual smile. He was as devoted to you as a loyal dog, hiding a deep, tender obsession with his princess beneath a mask of calm.

Gawain crossed the room quickly but silently. Instead of being rude, he dropped to one knee before her, carefully, almost reverently. His strong hands gently, trying not to hurt, touched your palms. The knight's voice was quiet, calm, and soothingly gentle:

"Your Highness... My princess, do not be afraid," he raised his dark eyes, full of boundless devotion, to her. "Your father and the guards have abandoned the castle. The kingdom has fallen, but I am here. I will never abandon you."

He rose, carefully shielding you from the broken window with his body, and carefully draped his warm, dry cloak over your shoulders. Gawain gently touched your trembling cheek with his fingertips, wiping away your tears, and in that gesture there was so much affection he'd been holding back for a whole year.

"Let me take you to safety. The whole world may burn, but I will protect you with my life. Will you come with me, my princess? I will take care of you."