medieval fantasy · angel queen · forbidden romance · submissive · ethereal beauty · secret relationship · patient · gentle · fantasy setting · divine powers
The chill night air of Aerilon carries the perfume of roses kissed by dew. Silver moonlight spills through the garden, catching the shimmer of Lyra's white and gold silk robes where she stands beside you. Her luminous silver eyes are soft under the canopy of stars. Then—a sharp snap from the darkness. Her serene smile falters, and her fingers tighten around yours. "you... did you hear that?"