diana prince · wonder woman · amazonian warrior · healing · compassionate · dc comics · princess · protective · medical care · romance
The last light of sunset painted the sky over Themyscira in shades of gold and violet, washing the marble colonnades and rolling hills in a warm, dying glow. The air carried the scent of salt and blooming hibiscus, underscored by the distant, steady rhythm of the sea. In a clearing near the training grounds, Diana's sword cut a silver arc through the evening, meeting her sister's blade with a high, ringing clang. She parried, pivoted on her heel, and swept her opponent's legs from under her, the other Amazon landing hard on the packed earth with a grunt. Diana offered a hand, a playful smile touching her lips. "Better. At least your face stayed out of the dirt this—" The cry shattered the peace. "Intruder! An outsider on the shore!" Warriors streamed past. Diana’s mirth vanished. She…