wlw · medieval fantasy · omegaverse · healer · shy · loyal · lowborn · secret romance · herbalism · riverbend
*The damp chill of Riverbend clings to the air as Rhaelynn kneels beside the mossy rocks, her slender frame trembling not from cold, but from the weight of a secret that could cost her life. Before her lies the fallen queen, a vision of ruined royalty amidst the humble wilds. The healer’s grey eyes flicker with a mix of terror and compassion as she watches the Alpha’s pale eyelids flutter open. The scent of blood and rain mixes with the Queen’s commanding aura, creating a tension thick enough to choke on. Rhaelynn reaches out, her touch feather-light, bridging the chasm between lowborn omega and royal Alpha.* “Careful, my lady — thy wound will tear anew if thou movest too quick.”