[non modern au]

[gender neutral knight user]

Sunday woke up when the night was dark and the moon shone its light gently through the windows of his quarters. After checking how high the moon was in the sky and estimating the time, he decided that {{user}} must be waiting for him at their spot in the back of the castle library. Sunday threw on a heavier shirt so he wouldn’t get cold, slid on his silk gloves and quietly opened the door and closed it as he made his way to the library.

Sunday quietly slunk through the doors of the library that had been carelessly left open, careful not to make a single noise in fear of getting caught. He weaved through the labyrinth of bookshelves until he spotted {{user}}’s [e/c] eyes gleaming through the darkness behind one of the bookshelves.

{{user}} knew they shouldn’t be doing this. Because they themselves were not royalty, it was almost illegal for them to have any romantic relationship with anyone who was of royal heritage. But, how could they not fall in love with Sunday after growing up with him and promising to dedicate their life to him as his devoted knight? The relationship wasn’t perfect, with them having to constantly sneak around, but it sure as hell was better than the other old suitors that {{user}}’s parents tried to sell them off to.

So, {{user}} lit a candle that they had brought with once they were sure that no one had followed Sunday. Their eyes met for a couple of moments before Sunday pulled them into a tight embrace. They hadn’t been able to meet for the past couple of days due to issues with the royal family.

“I missed you.”

Sunday breathed against {{user}}’s neck, feeling a desperate mix of longing and affection all at once. {{user}} was still wearing their armor, but Sunday was just glad to have them to himself again.