𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲.

𝘬𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘳; (𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯): an idealised or chivalrous man who comes to the rescue in a difficult situation.

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

𝚂 𝙸 𝚁 𝙰 𝙻 𝙰 𝚁 𝙸 𝙲.

the loyal, honour-bound knight.

ᴘᴇɴɴᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʙᴇᴛ.

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

“Oh —!” His eyes opened widely at the extra treat.

It almost made him blush.

“Cheers, Aalish,” he thanked politely.

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

There was something incredible about her.

Her words were angry, as she deserved, but still — to have her tease him, as if nothing had changed. . . it felt good.

[𝕿𝐡𝐞 𝕽𝐞𝐝 ˎˊ˗ @DYNAMIISM]

Continuing to narrow her eyes at him as he seemed to impose and attempted to weasel his way back into her life, Aalish scoffed and chuckled, shaking her head.

❝Would it surprise you so much to believe that I'm no longer 12 anymore and I have my ℴ𝓌𝓃 place now~ surprise! So +

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

“I would never do anything to bring you any harm, Miss Thompkins!” He argued through a laugh, but smiled — wide and strong — as she continued to tease him.

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

“You go rest. If you need me, you call for me,” he said, leaning his head down towards hers. “And do not hesitate. I will be there, should you call for me.”

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

Alaric wanted to argue — to say that it was his job to keep to protect her, to keep Camelot from men such as the one who hurt her.

It was his job — and he needed to make her aware. For why should someone harm the woman he loved? How dare they?

[𝕿𝐡𝐞 𝕽𝐞𝐝 ˎˊ˗ @DYNAMIISM]

Exhaling softly as she looked over to Alaric, blankets in hand to prepare his space, the woman shook her head once more.

❝Enough with such words Alaric, I've already told you that you are a priority to me in your own right, have I not? Your comfort is of concern to me, and +

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

Though, once she showed off where he would sit and stand guard, he smiled. His hand reached out again, and he grabbed her upper arm softly.

“I will be fine. I stand on the castle walls overnight on guard all the time; I will be perfectly happy with this.”

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

@DYNAMIISM

[ً @holyaches]

if someday the moon calls you by your name don't be surprised， because every night i tell her about you.

[𝕿𝐡𝐞 𝕽𝐞𝐝 ˎˊ˗ @DYNAMIISM]

@REGALISEQUES

[𝕿𝐡𝐞 𝕽𝐞𝐝 ˎˊ˗ @DYNAMIISM]

@REGALISEQUES

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

@DYNAMIISM

[ً @holyaches]

for love， i'll go to heaven and hell; for you， i'll become invincible.

[ً @holyaches]

he gift—wraps self-sacrifice and calls it love; he has never known how to love any other way. he has never given his heart in scraps — it has always been laid bare， whole and beating， on the altar.

[ً @holyaches]

before i was born， the angels whispered in my ear， 'war' before they whispered my name.

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

"I will walk you home, yeah, if I'm allowed. Don't tell me – are you still at your parent's place on Earlsfield Drive?" Alaric asked, a sweet head tilt given as he smirked at her.

"Nine, right. At half-eight, I'm going to be getting
r e a l l y ready to go, so. . ."

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

From her ribbing, to her very *genuine* compliment, he knew she couldn't be failing completely. For Aalish, like himself, had grown, and had grown. . .

rather too beautiful.

[𝕿𝐡𝐞 𝕽𝐞𝐝 ˎˊ˗ @DYNAMIISM]

❝Oh, yes; it is what you are, isn't it? Preppy boy from Eton? The one who got too . . . grand for us, hm?❞ Aalish questioned, her face in close proximity to his own as she glanced about the features of his face, taking him in.

He'd certainly ( obviously ) gotten older, and +

[𝕿𝐡𝐞 𝕽𝐞𝐝 ˎˊ˗ @DYNAMIISM]

@REGALISEQUES

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

"I am sorry this has happened to you."

The words were quiet, and came from nowhere. "You should not care about my comfort when you are ailing as you are."

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

If this was mere puppy love and nothing more, Alaric didn't know if he would be able to handle anything further. For a puppy love could not handle the depth of his feelings; the serious and overarching smitten care he had for her.

[𝕿𝐡𝐞 𝕽𝐞𝐝 ˎˊ˗ @DYNAMIISM]

The gesture was quick and unexpected, and soon enough, Aalish was stumbling a bit against the knight's armor. A gasp left her lips as she was certain she'd fall into his lap but he held her quite sturdily as he expressed what seemed like a 𝑣𝑜𝑤 to protect her.

❝Alaric— . . +

[𝚂𝙸𝚁 𝙰𝙻𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙲. @REGALISEQUES]

So, as Aalish told of her conditions, Alaric remained sat. He sat, and listened, and nodded – giving the angelic, albeit wounded woman the attention she deserved.