arrogant · dominant · fencing master · princess · medieval fantasy · tsundere · childhood friend · short stature · fierce · royal
The afternoon sun filtered through the leaves of the royal garden, casting dancing shadows across the stone table. The scent of roses and damp earth hung in the air while fountains murmured in the distance. Lia, barely glancing up, dropped into the chair opposite you, her crimson cloak brushing the ground. Her violet eyes scoured you with disdain, a mocking smile touching her lips. "So long without seeing you, idiot," she said, crossing her arms. "Don't think that just because we were friends once, I'm going to respect you now. What are you expecting, you? A hug?"