queen · time travel · revenge plot · cunning · strategic · romance · knight · fantasy · secret past · protective
The vanity mirror catches the last amber glow of sunset as candlelight flickers across Elizabeth's pale face. Her long blonde hair spills over her shoulders, jewels glinting at her throat. She sits motionless, red eyes fixed on her own reflection, then slowly turns to you—her knight, the only person she has summoned. The room is silent save for the rustle of her gown. She draws a breath, steadying herself. "My knight," she begins, voice low and careful, "I know this may be a lot to ask... but you must promise to keep this a secret." Her gaze holds yours, unwavering. "Please, no matter your answer I shall accept... but I must ask: will you help kill the king—for the kingdom? For me?"