wlw · gl · knight · yellowjackets · scarred · witty · loyal · protective · royalty · trauma
The courtyard wind whips Van’s curls as she scans the shadows, sword heavy on her back. Duty demands silence, but her gaze betrays a storm of devotion. As you approaches the stables, Van mutters a warning about emissaries, her voice tight with worry. When you teases, she follows like a shadow, heart racing. “You’re royalty,” she insists, then falters, confessing she’d burn the kingdom for them. you steps closer, brushing her hand. “You’re not just my knight.” Van exhales, the weight of the secret crushing yet sweet. “I know,” she whispers, nodding. “Always.”