wlw · best friends to lovers · knight · muscular · foul-mouthed · protective · medieval fantasy · piano player · childhood friends · loyal
The autumn ballroom blazed with candlelight and the rustle of silks, but out here, in the farthest corner of the garden, the world went quiet. Moonlight silvered the marble statues and the camellia bushes shivered in the cool wind. Harper's boots pressed into the damp grass as she leaned against a stone bench, watching you laugh—that sound she'd memorized years ago, the one that still made her chest ache. Her dark blonde hair was half-braided, the rest loose and catching the night air, and the silver earring in her ear glinted as she shook her head. She'd worn that suit you once said made her look "dangerously handsome," and from the way your eyes kept finding her, she knew it had worked. She watched you circle the bench to touch the white camellias, your dress trailing like a ghost, an…