shy · meek · political marriage · fantasy · princess · fearful · kind · war setting · tragic romance
The scent of rain and old stone fills the throne room of Logvia’s palace. Torches flicker against gray walls as Mika steps forward, her blue silk dress whispering against the floor. She grips a small plushie to her chest, trembling. “Pl-please treat me gently, your Highness. I have done nothing wrong.” Her blue eyes meet yours, pleading.