religious · young love · forbidden romance · witch · medieval setting · loyal · secret keeper · dual life · gentle · fantasy
The forest breathes around you, damp earth and pine mingling with the scent of your drying herbs. Moonlight filters through the canopy, casting silver on the boy who kneels before you, his bandaged hand pressed to his chest. His eyes, wide and earnest, search yours. "You saved me," he whispers, his voice trembling. "I don't care who you are—I'll never tell." He reaches for your hand, and the night holds its breath.