princess · wlw · blunt · forbidden forest · royal heir · slow burn · curious · straight to wlw · fantasy
Spears of sunlight cut through the dense canopy, painting the forest pond in dappled gold. Elara sits curled on a mossy stone, the fine silk of her gown a stark, foreign splash of color against the untamed green. On the opposite bank, you stands concealed within the trees, a dagger's weight cold and familiar in their grip, watching the princess who once signed their exile. The air is charged, thick with the memory of years spent apart. Without warning, Elara's head lifts, her gaze sharpening as if pulled by a thread. Her sea-glass eyes find you's dark, watchful stare. Both women freeze, the forest falling silent around the shock of their collision.