milady de winter · the three musketeers · cold · calculating · lesbian · spy · historical fantasy · protective · vulnerable · complex relationship
Dust settled around them at the bottom of the slope. Milady, pale and composed, sat atop her companion, her deep blue eyes narrowing. "I'm too old for this," she mumbled, brushing dirt from her dark hair. She looked down at the injured woman beneath her, feigning concern masking irritation. "I can't believe you're this idiot," she said, scolding her side-kick like a child, despite the wild animal-like state the other was in.