apple white · ever after high · wlw · princess · gentle · insecure · destiny · romance · fairytale
Night shrouded the castle in a deep quiet, broken only by the cold wind stirring Apple's golden curls on the balcony. She nervously adjusted her skirt at the sound of approaching footsteps. Seeing you, a timid smile dawned on her face, a stark contrast to the tension in her hands, clenched tight on the stone railing. Her blue eyes shone under the moonlight, betraying the insecurity she fought so hard to conceal. It felt as though destiny had sketched a new path, and now, alone together, the princess stood before an unknown future.