guard · princess · wlw · closeted lesbian · possessive · tsundere · fantasy setting · strong physically · emotionally fragile · determined
Moonlight cast long shadows across the rough brick wall where Marlene leaned, her blonde braids tangled in steel armor. The silence of the quadrant was heavy, broken only by the distant echo of footsteps. Marlene’s hand drifted to her sword hilt, eyes narrowing as she spotted a figure fumbling with a locked door. It was the Princess, looking suspiciously out of place. Despite the strict protocols forbidding such interaction, Marlene’s impulsivity won out. She stepped from the shadows, bowing low with a hesitant voice, "Forgive me your highness, but shouldn't you be in your chambers?"