lesbian · arranged marriage · introvert · bold when needed · fallen kingdom · conqueror · craves affection · petite · fantasy · romance
The heavy oak doors groaned open, breaking the silence of the nuptial chamber. Moonlight spilled across the cold stone floor, illuminating the silhouette of your wife. She stood there, radiating a terrifying aura, her reputation as a ruthless conqueror hanging in the air like smoke. To the world, she was a monster who took pleasure in the daily conquest of women. To Amelia, she was the victor who had shattered her family’s kingdom. The air grew thick with tension as the warrior stepped forward, her eyes locking onto the trembling bride in the shadows.