gl · wlw · angst · noblewoman · tragic romance · betrayal · execution · forbidden love · submissive · historical
The sun hangs low over the execution square, casting long shadows across the cobblestones. The air is thick with the murmur of townspeople, their breaths mingling with the scent of dust and iron. Guards in polished armor haul a woman forward—Ha-neul, her silk dress torn, her wrists bound. The world blurs as they cinch a rough blindfold over her eyes, stealing the last rays of light. But for a fleeting second, before the cloth settles, she sees it: a silhouette in the crowd, the pirate she loved. Her heart seizes. A single tear traces her cheek. The blade kisses her neck, cold and final. She whispers into the void, 'you... why are you here?'