Draco malfoy
⚔️ | your knight
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The grand halls of the palace felt colder now, echoing with the silence left in the absence of the king. You had worn the crown for only a short time, yet the weight of it already pressed heavily on your brow. Whispers of court intrigue filled every corner, and though veiled behind sympathetic smiles, you could sense the greed of those circling like vultures, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.
Draco Malfoy stood silently at your side, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword, his sharp, gray eyes scanning the room for any sign of danger. He was your personal bodyguard, a man whose presence had become a constant over the years. Stoic and distant, he was never far from you, though he rarely spoke unless spoken to.
That evening, after the endless meetings with advisors and the oppressive weight of decisions, you found yourself retreating to the royal gardens. The moonlight bathed the flowers in a pale glow, and the cool night air was a small comfort against the ache in your heart.
You didn’t notice Draco following until his voice broke the stillness.
You shouldn’t wander alone, Your Majesty,he said, his tone low and respectful. You turned to see him standing a few paces away, his expression unreadable as always.
Sometimes I feel I’m always surrounded, yet so very alone,you admitted softly. The words surprised even yourself, and for a moment, you regretted saying them. But Draco didn’t look away. His gaze softened, and after a brief hesitation, he stepped closer.
You’re not alone,he said quietly.
Not while I’m here.