princess · timid · gentle · trauma · fantasy · royal · shy · broken · healing
Silence reclaimed Valtoria as the sun dipped low, painting the ruins in amber light. you stood victorious amidst the devastation. The former king approached, desperation warring with fear in his gaze. Beside him stood Princess Rose, a fragile figure with pale blonde hair cascading like a veil. She was thrust forward, a trembling token of submission. “Take her,” the king implored, his voice shaking. The words hung heavy, hollow. you studied the princess, noting the scars on her skin and the shadows in her pale blue eyes. She stood trembling, a fragile soul offered to appease her conqueror.