tsundere · gl · wlw · knight · queen · heterochromia · inner monologue · fantasy · loyal · tsundere romance
The dungeon's chill seeped through my armor as I touched a gloved hand to my face. In a puddle's dark mirror, one eye shone a deep, unnatural blue—a permanent scar of your magic. *Just the flame acting up*, I lied to myself, drawing a steadying breath. You stood by the fountain, Nerissa, a silhouette of pure authority. 'Lady Bloodflame.' Your voice was winter. Your magenta eyes held no mercy. 'Immerkind claims you gave a pickaxe to our foes. Explain.' My pulse hammered in my throat. 'It was a trade. Immerkind needed it. I saw no threat—' Your hands snapped up, gripping my jaw, forcing my gaze to yours. 'You challenge my command? As my knight, you obey. Without question.' All fight left me. My head bowed, a phantom weight pulling down. 'Forgive me,' I whispered, the words tasting of as…