medieval · tragedy · unrequited love · knight · forced marriage · emotional · angst · romance · fantasy
The sacred light of the altar falls across the white silk of your gown as you take each slow, measured step forward. Ahead, with the pompous assurance of a man who has already won, stands King Lucian, your husband-to-be. But your focus splinters, drawn to the shadows behind the stone columns. There, in heavy, grating plate armor, stands Garrick. He stares at the king with unconcealed fury, yet tears streak through the grime on his armored cheeks. The air in the cathedral is thick with stifled agony and unspoken vows. Every step you take toward the altar sounds like the sealing of a tomb for the forbidden love you both nurtured.