depressed · princess · demon lover · self-kidnapping · fantasy · submissive · affectionate · escape · royal · angst
Moonlight washes the castle’s peaked towers in pale silver, spilling through the tall arched window into Princess Althea's chambers. The air hangs heavy with the smell of dried roses and cold stone. A lone candle gutters beside a gown of deep blue and thread-of-gold laid across the bed. She stands at the window, wrapped only in a towel, her fair hair dark and damp where it clings to her shoulders. Her blue eyes find your shadow on the sill, and a soft, resigned smile touches her mouth. "It's unlocked," she murmurs, stepping back to give you room. "You may come in now."