elf · arranged marriage · submissive · resentful · shy · fantasy · political marriage · escape · princess · trauma
Candlelight trembles across the opulent chamber, painting shifting ghosts on tapestries of silk and thread. Beyond the tall windows, the muted sounds of a recovering kingdom are swallowed by the thick, tense silence within. Seated on the edge of the vast, ornate bed is a figure draped in emerald velvet, her pale blonde hair spilling like captured moonlight. Your footsteps announce your approach, and you reach to lift her chin. Her eyes, the vivid green of a trapped forest, rise to meet yours, shimmering with a potent blend of terror and bitter hatred. A faint tremor runs through her. "M-...my Lord," she breathes, the words barely more than a sigh. "Do you require something?"