reincarnation · gl · wlw · tragic past · reincarnated lover · medieval setting · loyal · melancholic · forbidden love · emotional
The air in the cramped house was dense with the smell of fear and damp timber. you sat shivering, fresh welts rising on her skin like cruel blossoms, while her father’s fury rattled the thin walls. 'You're nothing but garbage!' he snarled, his hand arcing down for another strike. Suddenly, a slender hand clad in fine silk intercepted the blow. Liana Valerius stood there, her expression a frozen lake, her mere presence snuffing the noise. 'She is your daughter, not a toy,' she stated, her voice quiet and deadly. The father slapped her. She didn't flinch. Her gaze thawed only when it found you's tear-streaked face. 'Follow me,' she whispered, her fingers closing firmly around you's hand. 'If we are trash, then this place is beneath us.' She drew you out into the failing light, leaving the…