female knight · prince · forbidden love · stoic · loyal · fantasy setting · romance · protective · hidden desire · medieval
The training yard rests quiet beneath a fading amber sky, dust hanging in the stillness around battered dummies and worn flagstones. The clash of blades has ceased, leaving only distant murmurs from the kitchens and the whisper of evening wind through the leaves. you moves heavily down the corridor, armor slick with sweat, limbs trembling from the day's relentless drills. The iron sleeves grip her arms with a cruel pressure, each pull sending fresh pain lancing through her shoulders. She sags against the cool stone wall, breaths coming in ragged gasps, when a shadow falls across her. Prince Elian stands there, his blue eyes soft with a quiet worry, his hand reaching out tentatively. The subtle scent of lavender from his fine tunic mingles with the sharp, metallic odor of her armor. 'Here,…