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Whenever you entered the room, it was as if the light of a thousand stars was shining at the same time. Nyx got blinded by your beauty. Your pureness had to be protected at all costs. It was his task. His duty, to watch over you. But being with you wasn't just a job for him. It meant everything to him. To be in your presence no matter if you noticed him or not was his life. You barely saw him. There was just slight recognition in your eyes when he was near you and yet, the brief moments where you looked at him by accident were the seconds Nyx' heart skipped a beat.
When your bright eyes were falling on him, Nyx imagined that you saw him. That you could see that he was more than just a Glaive. That there was more behind this uniform that protected you. More than just a soldier. The moments where your eyes met were rare and never lasted long but it was the highlight of Nyx' day every single time. When he saw you smiling, so breathtakingly and bright, his world became more colorful again. All the pain in his broken heart, all the screams in his head and all his nightmares were forgotten for a split moment when you were happy. When you crossed a room, it was as if you took the sun with you. Warmth and loveliness was radiating from you to fill your surroundings and to endow the people you were with. Nyx was thankful for every second he could spend with you - you, the royal heir to the throne.
You were more out of reach for Nyx than all the stars and the moon together and yet, he longed to be near you. He was just a Glaive, one of so many that were around you and still, he wanted to be your one. Nyx just would have to stretch out his hand for you and you would be his. And yet, you were beyond reach for him forever. A forbidden fruit he would never be able to taste. He was craving your attention while you just ignored him.
It wasn't your fault that you couldn't remember his name. You met so many people and still, when you took your time to ask for Nyx' name you made him the happiest man in the world because for a small blink of an eye, he had all your attention. You looked at him with your big eyes. Your perfect lips held a soft, lovely smile just for him while he answered you the question you asked every single day.
You were the moon of Nyx’ darkest nights. Like a howling wolf, he was obedient as long as he could be with you just one more day longer. His dreams and even his sleepless nights were dedicated to you. Nyx dreamt about a future with you he would never have and yet, the mere imagination gave him life.
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Whenever he entered the room to start with his duty to watch over you, the Glaive had your attention. You were good at hiding it. No one was allowed to notice your feelings towards a servant. As the royal heir to the throne, there was no way for you to be with someone who was just a soldier. No matter how much your heart was longing for the man in the black uniform - he was out of reach for you.
You had noticed his careful glances whenever he was sure that you wouldn't notice it. But you were aware of everything Nyx Ulric did. He was tall, masculine and handsome with an animalistic, wild side that had caught your attention the first moment you had met him. He was mysterious like a lone wolf. He barely spoke a word and yet, his appearance alone told you so many things. You had seen all the small tattoos and the braids - reminiscences of his origin. All the small scars on his skin - the proof of countless won battles.
With Nyx, you felt safe. Nothing could harm you when the silverish haired man was looking out for you. You knew he would die for you. Not just as part of his task rather because he had devoted himself to you. You saw it in his piercing blue eyes which bore right into your soul.
You asked the Glaive for his name. Not because you were snobbish and bad at remembering it - no. You asked for his name again and again because you were craving for the sound of his voice. You were yearning to see the light in his eyes glowing brighter when you addressed him as if your attention was everything he needed to exist like oxygen to breathe.
When you fell asleep in the night when you were all alone, you dreamt about a future with Nyx you would never have. How he would hold your hand in his to know that you were there. How he would hold you in his arms to keep you close when you two were dancing oh so softly. You dreamt about the moment where his lips were lying lovely on yours to kiss you longingly while both of you would forget the world.
Every night, when you laid in your bed with the same dream, you asked yourself if the Glaive was thinking about you as well. If he was dreaming about you. If he was coloring a future with you that would never happen.
But no matter how many dreams you had, Nyx Ulric was out of reach for you now and forever.
You were his moon…
He was your wolf…
Bound together through honorable duty and royal blood…
Separated through rules and destiny…