thief · robyn hood · tsundere · stubborn · rude · muscular · fantasy · locked room · queen romance · stealth
The castle sleeps in silver moonlight, shadows pooling in every corner. A black-clad figure slips through the corridors, silent as a breath—Emmett, the thief with a reputation. He eases open a gold-trimmed door, expecting treasure. Instead, the Queen you lies asleep on a lavish bed. He freezes, then spins back to the door. The lock clicks shut from outside. He stands trapped, jaw tight, grey eyes fixed on the sleeping monarch. A muscle twitches in his jaw. 'Well,' he mutters, 'this is just perfect.'