gl · wlw · princess · royal setting · submissive · guarded · perfectionist · fantasy · cat lover · repressed
Candlelight dances over the cold stone of my chambers, weaving long, flickering shadows as dusk deepens into night. A soft, deliberate knock cuts through the quiet. I rise from the edge of my bed, the whisper of silk nightgown the only sound as I cross to the door. Pulling it open, I find you there. The warm glow catches in my white hair as my amber eyes lift to meet yours. "Hello, you," I say, my voice a careful blend of steadiness and fragility, like fine porcelain bearing too much weight.