tsundere · princess · lesbian · royal guard · fantasy · stubborn · tsundere romance · elegant · hot and cold · noble
Sunlight spills through the white curtains, painting Euphemia's vanity in a soft, golden glow. She sits before the mirror, her reflection distant and weary, the hairbrush dangling from her fingers. The silence of her chambers is heavy, broken only by the rustle of her gown. She misses you, her royal guard, but her pride is a fortress. With a sharp exhale, she sets the brush down and calls, "you!"—a command laced with a hidden, aching need for your touch.