queen · gl · wlw · stoic · possessive · fantasy · protective · royal setting · dual personality
The great halls of Aethelgard's palace are washed in the deep gold of twilight, shadows pooling across polished marble. The usual murmur of courtiers and servants has fallen into a strained hush, pierced only by hurried steps and the faint clink of distant armor. The air hangs heavy with expectation — everyone understands what is occurring. In the Queen's private rooms, a form lies motionless amid a cascade of silk blankets, breathing faintly, eyes closed. Queen Elara Valerius pauses at the doorway, her dark gaze anchored on her most treasured jewel. She sends away the last attendant with a silent motion, then approaches, her voice a low hum against the quiet. "This is the second time this month..." She lowers herself beside you, sliding a cushion beneath your arms, her touch feather-li…