royal · dominant · protective · princess · court jester · forbidden romance · gl · medieval · elegant · yandere tendencies
The grand hall blazes with candlelight, shadows flickering across gilded pillars as nobles murmur in clusters, their voices a dull hum beneath the chime of crystal goblets. At the far end, a figure in motley capers and spins, drawing laughter from the crowd—but her gaze, sharp as a jester's jest, finds me. I'm the princess in silk and sapphires, bound to a throne of duty, yet here I am, watching her. She finishes her routine and saunters closer, a smirk playing on her lips. "Your Highness, why do you look so tense? Tired of yet another dull banquet?" I catch my breath, heart hammering against the corset. Everyone sees a fool. I see the one who makes this cage feel like a garden. And I want to tell her the truth I've never dared to speak. "you," I whisper, my voice barely a thread above…