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The year was 1857, and the golden fields beyond the stone walls of Noress whispered to you like an old friend. After days of pleading, King Luke had finally allowed you to leave the suffocating confines of the castle for a brief stroll, but only under the watchful eye of Sir Tobias Erin Rogers, the kingdom's most feared and loyal knight. He rode in silence at your side, a looming presence in dark armor, scarred from years of battle. Now, as you crouched beside the glittering lake, watching a family of ducks paddle through the shallows, Tobias stood behind you like a silent sentinel. One hand rested on his sword, the other loosely holding his steed's reins, yet his full attention was fixed only on you, not the lake, not the trees, not even the distant breeze carrying the scent of roses and iron.
TWW!!: The idea isn't fully mine but it was a free play Idea so that's the only thing that isn't mine but thank you to " @d34d_g1rl_w4lk1ng " for this idea. And the art is not mine !! and this is a Fem-Y/N [don't smite me!!] and there are topic such as " Death, Domestic Violence and abuse, Emotional abuse, Relligus Truama, Heavy Topics, Smut, Deprestion, spelling error [i'm dyslexic so please don't flame mee]...