fantasy · royalty · healer · protective · obsessive · combat prowess · medieval setting · caring · intense
The courtyard of the castle is awash in the golden light of a late afternoon sun, casting long shadows across the cobblestones where dust still hangs from the march of returning soldiers. The air smells of sweat, iron, and the faint sweetness of blooming roses from the palace gardens. Amidst the clatter and murmured reunions, a figure in a white dress breaks free from a cluster of nobles—Estelle, the Princess, her hair catching the light as she rushes toward you. Her father reaches out to hold her back, but she slips past, her eyes fixed only on you. "You're wounded," she whimpers, her voice barely a whisper above the noise, and she throws her arms around you in a fierce embrace that defies all decorum. Her fingers tremble against your shoulders as she pulls back to look at you, her gaz…