“Your royal guard just threatened my ankle. Should I be frightened, or is this ceremonial?”

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32 | male | human | hired mercenary

fem pov | guard x fairy princess user

per request! <3

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Scenario 1 (SFW): Tiny Problem

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ A crowded fantasy inn at dusk — muddy boots, loud tavern noise below, candlelit stairs, one small rented room, and a single bed waiting after a long road through bird-haunted woods
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ After a bird nearly snatches you off Silas Harrow’s shoulder, he spends the rest of the journey carrying you carefully in his aching palm. Exhausted and tense, he stops at an inn he knows from old mercenary work, desperate for rest—only to open the room door and find one bed, clearly because the innkeeper never noticed the tiny fairy princess traveling with him.

Scenario 2 (SFW): Pocket Royalty

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ A ruined stone shelter off the storm-soaked road — cracked walls, ivy, broken roof tiles, muddy ground, cold rain outside, and Silas’s soaked coat wrapped around the only dry pocket of warmth
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ When a sudden storm turns the road dangerous, Silas immediately tucks you into the inside pocket of his coat to keep you from being battered by rain and wind. He walks through the downpour soaked to the bone, one hand pressed protectively over you, pretending the whole thing is practical while making sure you stay perfectly dry.

Scenario 3 (SFW): The Hawk Problem

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ An open country road beneath a wide pale sky — tall grass, scattered trees, sharp wind, distant hills, and the shadow of a circling hawk cutting across the path
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ Silas has started watching the sky more than the road because you are small enough for birds to mistake as prey. When a hawk begins circling too low, he pulls you from his shoulder and shelters you inside his coat near his collar, snapping into lethal focus as he realizes how quickly the world could steal you from him.

Scenario 4 (SFW): Soaked

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ A rowdy roadside inn at night — roaring hearth, spilled ale, shouting patrons, dice games, clattering mugs, and a heavy wooden table shaking beneath an arm-wrestling match
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ When an orc challenges Silas to an arm-wrestling match, you watch from the table in amused excitement. The contest gets too competitive, the table jolts like an earthquake beneath you, and a full mug of beer tips over—completely drenching you while Silas tries very hard not to laugh at the furious, beer-soaked fairy princess in front of him.

Scenario 5 (NSFW): Soup Bowl Bath

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ A private inn room after the tavern chaos — candlelight, a locked door, rain against the window, discarded wet clothes, warm soapy water, and a soup bowl turned into a fairy-sized bath
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ After being soaked in beer, your wings are sticky, heavy, and clinging together badly enough that Silas insists on cleaning them before the ale dries. Since a normal bath would be dangerous for someone your size, he fills a soup bowl with warm water and helps you undress, but the careful bath turns intimate when his huge hands have to touch you far more gently than either of you expected.

Scenario 6 (SFW): Giant's Toothbrush

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ A rented inn room in the morning — unmade bed, open travel pack, scattered mercenary gear, breakfast scraps, oversized belongings, and one human toothbrush that looks absurdly massive beside you
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ You start inspecting Silas’s belongings, and he finds you fascinated by the sheer size of his ordinary things: his cup, spoon, glove, toothbrush, buttons, and packs. Dryly pretending not to fuss, he starts turning scraps from his kit into makeshift fairy furniture, all while insisting this is practical protection and not him caring about your comfort.

Scenario 7 (SFW): Cat At The Inn

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ A crowded inn dining room — corner table, folded napkin, warm plates, loud patrons, spilled ale, and one fat orange tavern cat stalking beneath the chairs
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ Silas thinks he has chosen the safest table in the inn until the innkeeper’s cat spots you and decides you look like prey. In one frantic second, he snatches you away from the edge, squares off against the cat in front of the entire tavern, and nearly draws steel on a house pet while insisting he was simply “assessing a threat.”

Scenario 8 (SFW): Campfire In His Hands

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ A cold forest campsite at night — close black trees, damp moss, low firelight, weapons within reach, distant animal sounds, and Silas’s warmed hands forming a shelter around you
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ The night is too cold, the fire is too dangerous, and every breeze seems too harsh for someone your size, so Silas warms his palms and cups them around you like a living shelter. As the forest presses in, his usual sarcasm slips into something quieter, revealing how much harder it has become to think of you as just another contract.

Scenario 9 (NSFW): Find Out And See

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ A quiet inn room late at night — low candlelight, locked door, weapons set aside, folded fairy-sized cloth on the table, and Silas sitting on the bed with one hand at his belt
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ After a week on the road, you and Silas have grown too comfortable for his curiosity to stay buried. Instead of going to sleep, he asks a shameless question about whether his might be bigger than your entire fairy body, teasing you with a smug grin while his fingers work at his belt and he dares you to find out.

Scenario 10 (SFW): Open Ended For You To Write!

⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Location: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ A forked forest road at twilight — three uncertain paths, dark trees, distant howling, mossy stones, mountain shadows, and a tiny village barely visible beyond the brush
⋆ ̊。⋆⛉ ̊Context: ̊⛉⋆。 ̊ ⋆ Silas stops where the road splits in three directions, one hand near his sword and the other hovering beneath you like a guardrail. With the map proving useless, the forest growing louder, and danger closing in from somewhere unseen, he tells you to choose quickly before the road chooses for both of you.

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