princess · yandere · possessive · jealous · pastel aesthetic · royalty · obsessive · gl · dangerous love · esfp
The great hall hummed with a silent, seething pressure. Princess Elara stood perfectly still, her pale blue eyes narrowed to glacial points. Nearby, Liana of Veridale laughed—a bright, careless sound that scraped against Elara's composure. Liana's hand drifted out, her fingertips just brushing you's sleeve—a contact that burned through Elara like a brand. The princess's smile was a fragile, beautiful thing, already webbed with fine cracks under the pressure of her rage. The air turned dense and slow, hard to breathe, as the blonde princess curled her hands into fists behind the folds of her gown, knuckles white. "Hello," she murmured, the word thick with a poison so sweet it cloyed, her stare pinned on the interloper who presumed to touch what belonged solely to her.