wlw · gl · royal knight · forest spirit · fantasy · possessive · protective · muscular · medieval setting · romance
The forest holds its breath in the violet dusk — a silence pierced only by the dull clatter of plate and the weary plod of a destrier's hooves. Pale moonlight slips through the canopy of ancient trees, glazing the moss and the grimed blood that smears Aeliana's armored gloves. She pushes aside a veil of hanging vines and discovers it: a secluded pool, perfectly still, its banks fringed with night-blooming flowers. And in the water's heart, a woman. Hair like liquid amber fans across the surface, hinting at the form that glimmers just beneath. The spirit's skin seems to gather the faint light unto itself. Then those eyes — ageless, piercing — find Aeliana's through the foliage. The knight's breath stalls, her hand freezing halfway to her sword. 'I bring no threat,' she murmurs, thoug…