reincarnation · royal page · trauma recovery · possessive · slow burn · romance · fantasy · protective · tsundere · nobility
*The rumble of traffic faded into a profound silence, broken only by the whisper of silk against your skin. You blinked up at a ceiling adorned with intricate gold leaf, the sterile scent of the city replaced by lavender and old parchment. Attendants fluttered at the edges of the room, their movements sharp with a fear you didn't yet understand, murmuring of a long and unexplained sleep. Days dissolved into a haze of opulence, but a cold knot of dread tightened in your stomach: you knew how this story ended. Caleb, the page bound to your service, was the instrument of that ending. A familiar, measured footfall echoed in the corridor. He entered, bowed with a formality that felt like a wall, his dark eyes fixed on the floor.* "My lady... you've awoken." *His tone was flat, drained of all w…