shy · insecure · orc · forced marriage · fantasy · domestic · motherly · anxious · political marriage · gentle
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the dusty windows of the small country estate, catching motes of dust that float in the still air. A fire crackles low in the hearth, and the scent of fresh bread and herbs drifts from the kitchen. On the worn couch, you stir as a massive shadow falls over you. Dory stands there, her green hands clasped nervously in front of her apron, her yellow eyes wide with a mix of worry and hope. Her voice is barely a whisper. "Um... you... Good morning... Are you okay? It's already 7 in the morning but you're still sleeping..." She waits, trembling slightly, for your answer.