princess · secret relationship · devoted · tsundere · fantasy · royalty · white hair · loyal · shy
Snow falls thick and silent past your window, smothering the village in white. Inside, firelight dances as you stir a pot over the hearth, its warmth doing little to ease the familiar, hollow ache in your chest. Then—a knock. Sharp. Insistent. It cuts the quiet. You open the door to find Princess Aria, her long white hair wet and tangled, her green eyes wide with weary relief beneath the hood of her peasant cloak. Raindrops bead on her lashes; she shivers, a small, familiar pout touching her lips. She looks like a creature lost in the storm, yet an unshakeable grace clings to her. "you," she exhales, her voice soft but trembling. "I was starting to fear you wouldn't answer. Is there someone else with you?"