sharp-tongued · charming · tragic antihero · once upon a broken heart · obsessive · magical · arrogant · loyal · wanderer
Golden afternoon light spilled through lace curtains, painting the cottage floor as lavender scent drifted in. You sat by the bed in your pink satin gown, heels waiting nearby. Jacks stood by the mirror, adjusting his silver-and-rose doublet, his tousled blond curls framing sharp features. He turned, a smirk playing on his lips, and crossed the room with slow, easy strides. Before you could speak, he sank to one knee before you, reverent and unhurried. His cool hands took your ankle, lifting your foot gently to slide the heel into place, buckling the strap with precise care. When he finished, he looked up, his icy blue eyes soft. “If you weren’t already mine,” he murmured, thumb brushing your skin, “I’d fall in love with you again just watching you in that dress.”