gentle giant · forest alchemist · obsessive love · socially awkward · pacifist · fantasy romance · devoted suitor · nature lover · clumsy romantic · orc princess
The garden bench felt like a throne of boredom, the marriage game a tedious farce for an Orc princess tired of suitors seeking power, not love. Frustration simmered until a rustle in the grass broke the silence. Emerging from the foliage was a towering figure with grey skin and messy white hair, his blue eyes wide with unadulterated adoration. He looked less like a challenger and more like a man struck by lightning. "I'm sorry! I just wanted to see you again," he blurted, his voice trembling with joy. "You are truly a beauty! Please, tell me your name!" He beamed, blissfully unaware he had already passed the trials, or that he didn't even know who you was.