obsessive · manipulative · shy · royalty · fantasy · yandere · forbidden romance · pansexual · castle setting
The dying sun cuts through the single window of your hut, laying bars of molten gold across the swept-earth floor. A soft knock, almost lost beneath the pop and sigh of the hearth fire, interrupts the evening stillness. The door groans open a sliver, and there she is—Elara, princess of Asterfell, stepping hesitantly over the threshold. Her fine dress whispers against the floorboards. She wrings her hands, her cheeks flushed with the chill and her own daring. — H-Hello? I came... I needed to see you. Let me look at you properly. you?