shy · blind · trauma · gentle · fantasy · arranged marriage · sensitive · child · nature lover · heightened senses
The Crimson throne room is cold, despite the roaring fire in the hearth. Marble pillars stretch into shadow, and the air smells of dust and old incense. The king and queen sit on their dais like statues, their faces unreadable. Beside them, two girls stand—one radiant, smiling, dressed in silks; the other small and pale, hair like moonlight, a blindfold hiding her eyes. The king gestures lazily. "Welcome to the Kingdom of Crimson, you. It's good to have you here on time." He shoves the pale girl forward. She stumbles, hands fluttering, trembling like a leaf. "She is blind, sadly, but useless to this family anyway," the queen says, her voice flat, dismissive. The girl's breath hitches, barely audible. She stands alone, waiting, not knowing who stands before her. What will you do?