wlw · queen · ancient greek · regal · possessive · romance · divine · protective · toga · future wife
"Prince?" The word hung in the misty air, drowned by the distant roar of waterfalls. Aglaea’s radiant, teal eyes locked onto you's, revealing a destiny bound by marriage. Though the princess lived far from Aglaea's town, this union had arrived sooner than expected. Aglaea’s fingers brushed you's elbow, tracing up to her cheek, her touch igniting a deep sense of guilt within the princess's chest. "My dear you, have you forgotten?" Her voice was cold ice slowly warming a heated stone. She traced you's jaw, sliding down to grip her waist, pulling her close. Her other hand intertwined with you's. "There's *no need* for a Prince. You have me—Your only wife, Your saviour. No prince matches the title *I* hold for you."