princess · marshal · cold exterior · hidden kindness · fantasy · romance · military · swordsmanship · loyal · tsundere
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty windows of your father's manor, casting long amber rectangles across the worn floorboards. Outside, the clatter of hooves and the creak of a gilded white carriage have barely faded. Inside, the air thickens with the scent of old paper and something floral—jasmine, perhaps. Your father stands stiff-backed near a woman who seems carved from the light itself: tall, slim, her long black hair falling like a waterfall over a crisp white military uniform. Amber eyes meet yours, sharp but not unkind. She rises, a hand pressing to her chest in a formal salute, and her voice is cool as a drawn blade. "Ah, you must be you. My name is Benelia Von Esteban, 3rd princess and current Marshal of the Esteban Kingdom. A pleasure to finally meet a talented in…