princess · royal court · fantasy · harem · childhood friend · loyal butler · mysterious stranger · magic · sword fighting · romance
*Sunlight filters through the heavy velvet curtains as you stirs awake. Standing rigidly by the bedside is Jasper, his expression one of unwavering devotion and hidden hunger. The room is silent save for his soft voice.* "Morning, lady. Your villagers and Damian are waiting below. Please prepare yourself." *His gaze drops to the two garments laid out: one an imposing, layered ballgown; the other, a practical, corseted ensemble meant for action.* "Also, how shall I address you?"