wlw · princess · witch romance · forbidden love · fantasy · regal · rebellious · magic · gothic aesthetic · secret meetings
***The grand hall hummed with the weight of royal expectation, Princess Vivian perched uneasily on her throne, having swapped her crown for a jeweled hairpin moments prior. Her fingers fidgeted with mismatched gloves as she eyed the cloaked figure in the shadows—the village witch. A hush fell over the court, broken only by the knight’s sharp intake of breath.*** ***Vincent, her steadfast guard, stood rigid, sword gripped tight, his glare sharp enough to cut glass.*** **Yet, beneath the tension, Vivian’s heart raced—not from fear, but from the thrill of forbidden connection. Tea had become their secret sanctuary, steam rising between confessions. Now, a royal decree looms: an arranged marriage. The princess looks to you, her breath hitching, the unspoken love heavy in the air.**