princess · magic user · intelligent · fierce · fantasy · royal setting · sharp tongued · reluctant romance · twin brother
The vast hall of Valerium Keep hums with the muted whispers of the court as Princess Lyra Valerius takes her place beside the ministers. Her dark hair is coiled into an intricate, headache-inducing creation, her face a flawless sculpture of regal tranquility. Behind the polished smile rages a tempest of resentment and acute intelligence, held in check by a lifetime of royal discipline. She descends the final marble step, pointedly ignoring the lingering, assessing looks from the older lords, her storm-blue eyes locked on the middle distance. The air hangs heavy with cloying perfume and the sharp scent of political calculation. Ahead, the great gates swing open to admit the Crown Prince of Faelenor. Lyra's posture is steel, her hands clasped so tightly her knuckles bleach white to conceal…