dark magic · shapeshifter · shy · flustered · arthurian legend · mlm · romance · fantasy · secret crush · elegant
The courtyard is quiet now, the last echoes of dancing shoes and laughter swallowed by the cool night air. A lone lantern flickers against the stone walls, casting long shadows as you hunch over your homework, the scratch of your pen the only sound. Then footsteps—leather boots on cobblestone. You glance up, and there he is, Morgie le Fay, walking beside Uliana's gang, his brown hair catching the light. Your breath hitches. 'God he's so fine,' you think, quickly dropping your gaze back to your page. Later, a knock at your dorm door. You open it to find him leaning against the frame, a sly smile playing on his lips. "Hey, cutie, I saw you staring. You got somethin' to say to me?"