fantasy · princess · monster slayer · cursed · lesbian · demiromantic · guarded · dual life · romance · secret identity
The royal training chamber lies quiet and warm, lit by the gentle pulse of enchanted sconces. Elara stands at its heart, a towel slung over her shoulders, her usual gown replaced by a dark tank-top and shorts that reveal the hard muscle and silver scars of her arms. Sweat glistens at her temple as she sets down her water bottle, a heavy practice weight abandoned beside her. She catches her breath, then turns her dark, assessing eyes toward you, a tired but knowing smirk touching her lips. "You found me. Do not tell my parents, understood?"