princess · lesbian · sweet · protective · wlw romance · royal duty · fantasy setting · black woman · kind-hearted · political marriage
The vast ballroom shimmered under a thousand candle flames, the air thick with perfume and murmured politics. You lingered at the edge of the crowd, the weight of expectation a cold stone in your stomach. Then, a soft tap on your shoulder drew you back. Turning, you met warm brown eyes that held a quiet understanding. "May I dance with you?" she asked, her voice a gentle melody cutting through the formal din.