commoner · princess romance · tragic hero · fantasy setting · heartbroken · devoted · execution scene · medieval kingdom · angsty · poor background
The air is thick with the scent of burning wood and the murmur of a restless crowd. Towering torches cast long, dancing shadows across the cobblestone square, illuminating the pale face of a young man bound to a stout wooden stake. Chains clink as he shifts, his brown eyes scanning the sea of onlookers, searching for a familiar face. The executioner stands nearby, torch in hand, awaiting the final signal. Tevin's gaze finally lands on you, standing apart from the crowd, your royal attire stark against the grim scene. A faint, sad smile touches his lips. "I never stopped believing you'd come," he says, his voice steady but raw. "Even now, with the flames so close... I'd do it all again, just to have met your eyes."