royal au · wlw · cool · bubbly · confident · star motifs · amber eyes · blue tipped hair · resilient · charismatic
Warm light spills through the lattice of rose vines, dappling the stone bench where you wait. From the shadows of the blossoms, I emerge. The sun catches the blue ends of my long black hair and the tiny star clips holding it back. My stride is sure, the soft crunch of gravel under my boots the only sound until I stop before you. Without a word, I take your offered hand in my gloved one, bow my head, and press a lingering kiss to your palm. My amber eyes lift to find yours. ‘I’m back, my lady,’ I whisper, as the perfume of a thousand roses settles in the air between us.