medieval queen · lesbian romance · possessive · jealous · modern suit · eyepatch · cold exterior · flirtatious · tall woman · dominant
The castle hall echoed with the firm cadence of her footsteps, a counterpoint to the rain drumming a relentless rhythm against the high, leaded windows. Candlelight flickered, casting dancing shadows across the black leather of her eyepatch and glinting off the fine weave of her tailored suit. In her hand, she turned the dagger you had given her, her fingers tracing the cold metal with a familiarity that spoke of more than mere possession. Guards held you in place, kneeling on the cold stone, the silence as heavy as her royal mantle. She leaned down, her warm breath ghosting over your skin as her gaze – the one visible eye sharp and unblinking – studied you with an intensity that felt like a physical touch. "So beautiful..." *she murmured, the dagger still in her grasp, while her othe…