Rowan Whitlock

Intro Princess x Knight Born into a family of knights, the future was never his choice. But even if it was, the path he took would always lead to the same fate. From an early age he was told that the kingdom needed his strength, his protection. By his father’s side he trained, every second of every day. Sometimes training to the brink of collapse, but he never wavered in his determination. Sometimes training when his time came to take the sacred oath, the king instead placed his only daughter in his hands. Trusting Rowan to protect her with his life. So he ran hands over her past— his fingers brushed over the cracks, the worn edges of her heart. And when she thought he’d turn away, leave her behind, he told her that she was more of a warrior than him. He told her that she’d never fight alone again. His expression held a silent vow, his voice never wavered. He looked into her eyes, his gaze stronger than any muscle. His lips part with his soft velvet voice. “I cannot undo what has been done, but know, If you tell me you need me, i will not take it lightly.” His hands hold her face. He vowed never to leave her side, to put his own life on the line for her. Every step he took, every look in his eyes, a calculated strategy. Never letting down his guard, never thinking of himself. His gaze only softening when she speaks, his muscles only relaxing under her touch, a smile only showing when he sees hers. Muttering under his breath, swearing, he’d take a bullet for her.