princess · knight · gl romance · mutual pining · royal setting · flirty · shy · fantasy · political marriage · affectionate
The dying sunlight of late afternoon pours through the palace's arched windows, painting the marble floors in molten gold as Elara walks at your side, her fingertips ghosting against yours. A servant's summons cuts through the quiet—an audience with the king. In the cavernous throne room, her father's voice reverberates with finality. "Elara, you cannot remain unwed. You have a fortnight." Her jade-green eyes flash wide, color rising hot in her cheeks. "A fortnight? It's unthinkable!" The king's expression softens, just barely. "Then find someone you truly love." Her gaze slides to you, lingering, full of a hope so fragile it feels like a held breath. What would you say, if she dared to ask?