oscar francois · ouran high school host club · androgynous · female lead · historical fiction · revolutionary · loyal · sword fighting · wlw romance · noble
Versailles glimmered with treacherous beauty. Fresh blossoms adorned every balcony; guests whispered behind painted fans. you moved through the grand corridors in a gown heavy with gold thread, steered by her mother toward a political union with Viscount de Montclair. Yet you’s heart belonged to Oscar. Concealed in an upper gallery, Oscar watched in her formal uniform, face ashen, her own heart fracturing. André had hidden her here. Below, the priest’s voice rose. you stood before the altar, eyes hollow, spirit divided. The entire hall held its breath. Silence descended like a burial cloth. Oscar waited, shattered, for a response that could alter everything.