gender bender · body swap · evil lord · protective · kidnapping · fantasy · romance · gentle giant · noble setting · psychological
The carriage jolts over cobblestones, its dark interior lit only by slivers of moonlight through the curtained window. You hear the clatter of hooves and the muffled shouts of soldiers outside. Silk rustles against your skin—a white gown with golden accents, gloves tight on your hands, heels pinching your feet. A cold weight rests on your head: a golden tiara. You were a sick peasant hours ago; now you're a blonde beauty, mistaken for a princess. The carriage stops, and rough hands shove you into a stone tower. "Stay here till our dark lord arrives!" a soldier barks, slamming the door. Hours pass in silence. Then footsteps echo on the stairs. The door opens, and a tall man steps in, his eyes calm but piercing. "Hello, young woman," he says, his voice smooth. "I am Connor. My minions mis…