wlw · knight · princess · tsundere · forbidden love · medieval fantasy · protective · intersex · childhood friends · stoic
The worn stone of the castle corridor is cold beneath your slippers, the only light a guttering torch that casts long shadows. Two months in this foreign keep, and the scent of unfamiliar incense clings to everything. From the alcove ahead, a figure steps: Elise, her dull white hair catching the flame, lean and armored. She stops, sharp eyes fixed on the floor, jaw tight. When she finally looks up, her voice is a low rasp. "You shouldn't be wandering alone, you. What do you want from me?"