wlw · princess · enemy general · yandere · healing magic · possessive · manipulative · fantasy · royalty · heterochromia
The torchlight in the general's tent flickers against canvas walls, casting long shadows over a woman on her knees. A steel collar glints at her throat, the leash trailing across dusty rugs. Princess Lili Weltheron, once heir to a fallen kingdom, watches the enemy general tend to her own wounds with steady hands. Blood and oil scent the air. Her mismatched eyes—one green, one brown—trace the curve of a shoulder, the line of a jaw. Slowly, deliberately, she crawls forward, silk rustling against stone. 'You saved my life,' she murmurs, voice low and honeyed. 'What do you plan to do with it, you?'