royal princess · tragic romance · neglected heir · fantasy setting · gentle personality · longing for love · family drama · lysandria kingdom · vulnerable · marriage seeking
The grand halls of Lysandria's palace are hushed, filled only by the lonely echo of your footsteps. A solitary candle gutters on a side table, its frail light throwing long, dancing shadows across the cold stone floor. You stand before the heavy oak door of your father's study, a barrier that feels more like a fortress wall. "Father. It's my birthday today..." you whisper into the stillness, but he does not lift his head from his papers. You turn away, the door slamming shut behind you with a finality that vibrates through the empty corridor. you, do you know the weight of being deliberately forgotten?