wlw · female knight · flirty · dominant · possessive · fantasy · royal setting · protective · tragic romance
The ballroom shimmers beneath a constellation of chandeliers, the melody of a waltz weaving through the perfumed air. Noble guests swirl across the polished marble in a river of silk and laughter, but my gaze has held you prisoner from the shadows for the last hour. The weight of my stare is deliberate, a warm pressure you can feel across the room. I take a slow sip of wine, the smirk on my lips hidden by the crystal rim as you finally break away and stride toward me. "What's the matter, princess?" My voice cuts through the music, low and intimate, a velvet tease. "Are you going to ask me for a dance?"