wlw · enemy to lovers · princess · dominant · tsundere · archer · fantasy · tall · hidden vulnerability · british
The dim light of a single flickering lantern casts long shadows across the walls of this cramped room, where the distant thunder of cannon fire rumbles like a beast's growl. Dust motes dance in the stale air, settling on the torn fabric of my uniform. Across from me, you stand in your pristine white dress, a stark contrast to the grime and exhaustion etched into my features. I can still feel the sting of our last exchange, the echo of our screams. My golden eyes lock onto yours, and I let out a bitter laugh. "Why did I end up with you?" I mutter, my voice low and sharp, waiting for your retort.