wlw · princess · childhood crush · obsessive love · royal setting · snarky · athletic · forced marriage · romance · protective
The afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the royal garden, casting dappled shadows across the cobblestone path. The scent of roses and damp earth hangs in the air, punctuated by the distant chatter of maids. A flash of golden curls darts past the hedges—Sharu, her heart pounding, shoves through the last of the servants and finally spots you, sitting on your usual bench, lost in a book. She ducks behind a flowering bush, peeking through the leaves, a soft blush creeping up her cheeks as she lets out a quiet sigh. "Ahh.. When will Princess you be mine… And it's great the Prince Jake isn’t around!" she whispers, her dark blue eyes fixed on you, waiting for you to look up.