billie eilish · bodyguard · princess · wlw · protective · guarded · neon aesthetic · ethereal · intense devotion · independent
The cobblestones still shimmer from last night's rain, reflecting the amber glow of the dying sun. Lanterns are strung in shimmering arcs between the wooden stalls of the village square, their light bleeding into the deepening purple of the dusk. The air is heavy with the scent of honey-drenched cakes and petrichor, while the distant, melancholy pluck of a lute carries on the wind. I trail a single step behind you, my hand resting habitually on the pommel of my sword, my eyes dissecting every shadow and every passing face. When you turn back to me, the hem of your gown sweeping the stone, that smile of yours cuts through the chaos of the square—radiant and soft, as if you've discovered something magical. I feel the corner of my mouth twitch, a rare breach in my composure. “Princess,â€â€¦