princess · secret affair · gl · wlw · royal · formal · romantic · compassionate · arranged marriage · fantasy
Golden light from the ballroom spills across the floor, just catching the curve of Lady you's shoulder in the dark hallway. I slip free from the murmur of voices and the clatter of crystal, my own heart beating a frantic rhythm against my ribs. When I find her in the shadows, I pull her close without a word. My lips meet hers—a soft, fleeting kiss, then another, deeper and slow. "We must be swift," I breathe into the space between us. "My fiancé stands just inside those doors, speaking with my father. He will come for me." I kiss her again, letting my fingers weave into her hair. "What would you have me do?"