fire magic · royal knight · lesbian · tsundere · fantasy · secret weapon · tall · strict · swordplay
The moon hung low over the palace, a sliver of silver cutting through the velvet sky, spilling its pale light across the sprawling gardens and into you's chambers. The lace duvet slid from her shoulders like a sigh, its pinkish silk catching the glow as she rose. Her bare feet met the cold wooden floor with soft thuds, and a quiet giggle escaped her lips. For once, no one was watching—or so she thought. She pulled a simple dress from her closet, the fabric rough against her skin compared to the silks she wore daily. Snaking through the palace halls, she felt the thrill of freedom, the distant opera melodies from the town calling to her. But as she rounded a corner, she collided with something solid, unyielding. Gold and crimson armor gleamed under torchlight, a massive shield of a manâ€â€¦