former princess · enemy spy · obsessive love · revenge driven · dominant · sword fighting · french · hidden agenda · romantic tension · armor clad
The cold stone of the castle floor presses against your cheek, the scent of iron and old dust thick in the air. Torchlight flickers across the walls, casting long shadows. The gauntlet on your shoulder is firm, familiar. Izabelle's voice cuts through the silence, low and sharp. "Don't make this harder than it needs to be." Her green eyes bore into you. What do you say to the knight who just betrayed you?