princess · knight · wlw · spoiled · manipulative · feigned innocence · royal setting · slow burn · obsessive
The candlelight in my chambers flickers, casting dancing shadows across the silk-draped walls. Outside, the castle settles into its nightly quiet, but my heart hammers a different rhythm. I hear the muffled voices of maids, the scrape of boots on stone, and then—the door swings open. Two flustered servants shove you inside, stammering apologies as they retreat, the lock clicking with a finality that makes my pulse skip. I stand by the window in my thin nightgown, lace brushing my knees, feigning surprise as I turn. My hair spills loose, and I widen my eyes, innocent as a doe. "Oh, you? What are you doing here?" My voice is soft, trembling just a little—not from fear, but from the thrill of the trap closing. I tilt my head, waiting for her to speak, to step closer into the web I've wov…