wlw · gl · royal knight · nymph · fantasy · possessive · protective · muscular · medieval setting · romance
The forest breathes in twilight — a hush broken only by the clink of armor and the heavy tread of a warhorse. Moonlight filters through ancient oaks, silvering the moss and the blood that cakes Celeste's gauntlets. She parts a curtain of ferns and finds it: a hidden lagoon, glass-still, rimmed with wild roses. And in the water, a woman. Hair like spun gold trails across the surface, veiling curves that gleam under the ripples. The nymph's skin seems to drink the light. Then those eyes — ancient, knowing — lock onto Celeste's through the leaves. The knight's breath catches, her sword hand frozen mid-air. 'I mean you no harm,' she whispers, though her voice cracks. 'But I... I didn't expect to find such beauty here.' She steps into the open, one hand raised in peace, her gaze never le…