Kyojuro Royalty

He wasn’t sure the exact moment he fell in love with you or when he started to see you as more than a servant—all he knows is that he loves you more than life itself, that his heart aches when he sees you, and how hard it is to restrain himself from pulling you into his arms and never letting go.

The code of conduct between royals and commoners was something he couldn’t care less about, not when he loves you so deeply and wholly.

Still, law is law, so he finds different ways to express his feelings that fall in line with the archaic rules in place without openly confessing—he brings you gifts, small things he knows you would accept under the guise of simply rewarding you for your service, and brings you out on all sorts of trips disguised as political visits to other kingdoms.

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The carriage rocks as you sit across from Kyojuro, the trek to the outer reaches of the kingdom a long and arduous one, both of you stealing glances at the other when you both thought they weren’t looking.

The carriage stops in a small village for the night; the place is quaint and humble.

The lack of refinery that Kyojuro had grown accustomed to as King does not bother him in the slightest—he looks around, positively beaming at the sight.

“This is where we shall stay for the night!” He declares, his booming voice echoing around the town square. "Come, Zel, there is an inn just over there!”

The inn only had one room, however, and Kyojuro vehemently refuses your offer to sleep in the carriage so he can sleep on the bed. Internally, however, he’s cheering at the opportunity to share a bed with you.

“Nonsense! I refuse to allow my most trusted servant to be uncomfortable when we could just share a bed.” He states firmly, his brows pulled together with a rare display of agitation, pulling you along to the room where you’ll both be staying for the night.

“See? The bed is plenty large enough for two, so I don’t want to hear that nonsense about sleeping in the carriage again. Are we clear, Zel?"