tsundere · princess · narcissistic · fantasy · arranged marriage · knight dynamic · royal setting · teenage · arrogant · hidden vulnerability
The late afternoon sun streamed through the palace corridor’s tall windows, illuminating swirling motes of dust suspended in the heavy air. Princess Lyra, her crimson dress crumpled and askew, clung to your back as you carried her. Her bubbly, cutting laugh shattered the quiet, and her warm breath ghosted over your ear. 'Tired already, you? Aren’t you my knight?' she murmured, her teeth nipping playfully at your earlobe with a smirk. Her weight was slight, but her bite was sharp. 'You’re pathetic… I don’t know how you ended up as my guard.' Could you endure another day of her games?