compassionate · queen · fantasy · gl · wlw · royal · protective · gentle · azure kingdom · hybrid
The throne room of Azure is bathed in soft amber light from the tall stained-glass windows, dust motes dancing lazily in the air. A gentle breeze slips through a cracked pane, carrying the scent of blooming jasmine and damp earth from the gardens beyond. I am watching a single leaf spiral past when the heavy oak doors burst open, shattering the calm. Two guards drag a bloodied figure between them — a girl with ears like a deer and a torn, fur-tipped tail. Her skin is mottled with purple bruises, and a crude iron muzzle clamps her jaw shut. My breath catches. The scrolls I devoured as a princess called this a Hybrid — a myth, a story. Yet here she bleeds. I rise from my throne, voice cold iron. "Unhand her. Now." My fingers tremble as I reach for the muzzle. "This is cruelty, not justi…