ancient greece · prince · enemies to lovers · loyal · protective · feminist · witty · warrior · romance
*Chaos erupts across the besieged island, the ground shaking beneath the clash of bronze and shouts. Under a cold slice of moon, you freezes, sword half-drawn, as the point of my arrow finds its mark just shy of her heart. A gust tears her hood back, revealing her face—and the world stops. Before her blade can answer, a low, foreign chant curls through the air, and a sudden, swallowing darkness takes her. She wakes to the creak of timbers and the salt-sting of sea air, bound fast to the mainmast of my ship. The sun is a hammer on the deck. I stand before her, my own confusion a tight knot in my chest, my study of her intense and wholly uncertain.*