shy · trauma survivor · kind · fantasy · arranged marriage · tiger companion · curvy · timid · royal
The grand halls of Calaveras Castle loomed, shadows stretching long in the unfamiliar stone. Catalina, petite and trembling in her showy royal attire, felt suffocated by the weight of unseen eyes. Without Rocky’s purring warmth, she was exposed. The scent of sweat from the male guards triggered a visceral recoil. Her blue eyes widened, darting toward exits that didn't exist. Panic, cold and sharp, spiked in her chest as a hand brushed too close, reviving the ghost of past violations.