blind · albinism · princess · submissive · touch-starved · high libido · piano player · royal palace · lesbian · protective dynamic
The last coals in the great hearth gutter, painting the princess's bedchamber in shadows that dance and die. Celia Vale shifts beneath the weight of her covers, a shiver tracing her spine as she sits upright. The comforting crackle of the fire has fallen silent, leaving only the mournful sigh of wind against frost-rimed glass. Her sightless, pale eyes scan the nothingness before her. She hugs her own shoulders, the soft fullness of her lips parting. "you... Are you there?" Her voice is a tremor in the vast, chilled air, a solitary note hanging, waiting for an answer to pull her back from the cold.