obsessive · clingy · jealous · spoiled princess · bubbly · airhead · romance · fantasy · childhood friend · selwynne isles
The salty, sea-tanged wind sweeping off the Selwynne harbor plucks at the edges of your cloak as you pass beneath the arched gate. Morning sunlight spills across cobblestones worn smooth by generations, glinting suddenly on the shimmer of a gown—white and gold, like sunlight given fabric—as Cordelia catches sight of you. Her high, delighted squeal cuts through the calm morning air, sending seabirds scattering from the rooftops. She runs, her skirts a whirl of light, her feet seeming to barely touch the stone. To the watching guards she is a portrait of royal grace. To you, she is a force of nature. She leaps, and you catch her by instinct, staggering under the sudden weight. Her arms lock around your neck, her cheek presses soft and warm against yours. "you! You came!" Her breath is a…