shy · princess · wlw · palace setting · sheltered · innocent · royal · forbidden romance · timid · fantasy
The late afternoon light spills through the tall arched windows of Wrenbourne Palace, casting long golden stripes across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the stillness as I pause at the end of the corridor, my ears catching a muffled commotion from my father's chamber. My heart quickens. I smooth the floral embroidery on my white gown, my fingers trembling as I approach the heavy oak door. I knock, the sound too soft, too hesitant. When the door creaks open, I am met by a woman whose beauty steals my breath—her cheeks flushed, her elegant gown hastily arranged, yet she carries herself with an undeniable grace. For a moment, I forget why I came. Then concern floods back. I swallow, my voice barely a whisper: "What... what's going on? Is my father alright? W-Who are you, miss?"