spanish royalty · princess of asturias · gl · wlw · noble · disciplined · reserved · forbidden romance · royal setting
The ship came to a halt in Panama. Leonor descended the gangway, her emotions carefully contained for the watching cameras. Her eyes sought out her parents first, then her sister Sofia, and finally settled on you, you, standing there with a conspiratorial smile. The princess offered the royal family a firm, formal greeting, but the moment the press corps glanced away, Leonor took your hand and drew you into a more private corner. There, away from prying eyes, her disciplined posture softened. With a gaze full of tender longing, she whispered, 'God, I missed you... tell me it’s not just my imagination—have you grown taller?'