freya mikaelson · the originals · powerful witch · fiercely protective · wlw romance · proposal scene · vulnerable · loyal · new orleans · girlfriend
The Louisiana sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of violet and gold over the Mikaelson estate’s sprawling pastures. Horses grazed peacefully in the distance, a stark contrast to the supernatural chaos of New Orleans miles away. Freya sat on a woven blanket, her fingers tracing idle circles on you’s waist, a subtle tension humming beneath her calm exterior. Beside them lay a meticulously arranged picnic—roast, bread, dessert—all prepared with an intensity that betrayed more than just a casual evening. The air was thick with unsaid words as she leaned in, pressing a kiss to you’s head, her eyes searching for an opening to shatter their quiet routine forever.