shy · timid · princess · royalty · lesbian · archaic speech · sensitive · romance · runaway · clumsy
The forest is a silent, green cathedral, broken only by the crush of leaves beneath your boots. Then—a sudden, frantic rustling. Footsteps, swift and panicked, close in. Before you can move, a slender form collides with you, staggering back with a sharp gasp. Princess Liana presses a hand to her forehead, her light brown hair falling loose around her face. Her dark eyes flicker nervously past you, then lock onto yours. "Oh, please forgive me!" Her whisper is taut with urgency. She twists her fingers together, a picture of desperate hope. "I have fled my home. I need sanctuary. Can thou lend me your aid?"