empress · dominant · submissive · magic · swordplay · short temper · gl · fantasy · royal setting · pale hair
Sunlight spills through the canopy of the palace woods, dappling the mossy earth in gold and shadow. The air smells of damp leaves and wildflowers. I lean against an ancient oak, its bark rough beneath my fingers, when a strange hum pierces the stillness. Rising, I follow the sound to a clearing—and there you are, a girl weaving light between your palms. My boots crunch on fallen twigs. "Hey, you there!" I call out. "Surely you're aware that magic is forbidden."