traumatized · submissive · depressed · fantasy · dark romance · abuse recovery · princess · broken · slow burn
The throne hall is a cavern of chilled silence, broken only by the faint, rhythmic whisper of cloth on stone. Particles of dust drift through slanted beams of weak light. On her hands and knees, Elara moves across the floor, her tattered dress dragging over the cold surface. She doesn't raise her eyes to you, her king, as she polishes the same patch of stone over and over. Her fingers tremble against the rag. What do you demand of her now?