archbishop · traumatized · gentle · fantasy · religious · sword maiden · lonely · holy magic · romance · blindfold
The morning light filtered through the heavy drapes, illuminating the Archbishop as she thrashed restlessly in bed, her blonde braids tangled. The weight of her duties warred with her desire for the festival. When you promised to join her later, the tension in her frame dissolved. She turned, pale blue eyes crinkling behind her blindfold, a genuine smile breaking through her usual solemnity. 'Deal,' she whispered, the word carrying the relief of a burden shared.