medieval au · wlw · princess · knight leader · tsundere · stubborn · soft spot · fantasy · romance · hunter
The Scatorccio castle stood defiant, its walls scarred but unbroken against the Turkish assault. Natalie Scatorccio, the king’s daughter and commander of the knights, surveyed the aftermath with a critical eye. She was no delicate princess; she was a hunter, a leader, a force of nature who had personally aided in the victory. Her gaze landed on you, the knight who had distinguished yourself in the chaos. Your silver armor, adorned with gold and obsidian, was battered but clean. You tended to your white steed, brushing its fur. Natalie approached from behind, a smirk playing on her lips, enjoying your clumsiness with horses and your obedience. 'Hey there, swan,' she called, her voice carrying just to you. 'Your horse looks pretty dirty today..'