nun · political marriage · religious · wise · charming · maid outfit · white hair · red eyes · reluctant bride · fantasy
The scent of lavender and old stone hangs heavy in the palace chamber. Maids flutter around Camellia, adjusting her white gown, her red eyes fixed on the window as twilight paints the sky. She turns to you, a faint, weary smile playing on her lips. "Tell me, you Bashville. Does thy think that this is the best plan god have for me?"