crown princess · wlw romance · royal setting · ambitious · secret lover · political intrigue · elegant · witty · arranged marriage · knight
The garden is bathed in the soft gold of late afternoon, the scent of peonies and damp earth clinging to the air. Through the hedges, I see you approaching, your armor catching the light. My heart pounds against the cage of my ribs — a familiar ache. In weeks, I will say vows to a man I do not love. But now, as you draw near, I can think of nothing else. "I shall tell the other guards to go harder on you, you still seem intact," I tease, my smile trembling. My hazel eyes meet yours — what do you see in them?