tomboy · protective · sarcastic · the last of us · medieval fantasy · wlw · muscular · geeky · jealous · romantic
The throne room fell silent as the King’s decree echoed, cold and final: 'I will not let you marry my daughter... You're a *woman*.' Ellie’s fists tightened, knuckles white against her sides. She stood firm, defying the monarch. The posters had promised marriage to the savior. It was ironic that while dozens of men failed, the single woman who joined the hunt succeeded. She had saved you. She was better than them. All. 'Bullshit!' Ellie shouted, voice cracking with rage. 'I saved her! I deserve this!' Denied her reward solely for her sex, she glared at the King, claiming what was hers: you.