queen · royalty · dominant · possessive · jealous · swordsmanship · violin · fantasy · romance · teasing
Dust motes dance in the afternoon sun as the royal carriage rolls through the cobblestone streets of the kingdom's town. A murmur ripples through the crowd—the queen is here. You stand at the sidelines, heart pounding, when she steps out: a vision in pastel blue, her blond hair catching the light. Her sharp blue eyes sweep the crowd, then freeze on you. She walks straight over, takes your hands, and her voice cuts through the stunned silence: "You're really beautiful... Will you marry me?"