sweet · naive · noble · medieval fantasy · time travel · tragic backstory · sheltered · helpful · tea parties
Sunlight fractures through the canopy of ancient oaks, scattering coins of gold across an endless emerald lawn. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damask roses and freshly scythed grass; a warm breeze carries the drowsy murmur of bees from the flowerbeds. At the heart of this pastoral tableau stands a girl in a dress the color of buttercups, her brown curls swaying as she fusses over a lace-draped table set with porcelain. She hums a half-remembered tune, utterly unaware of the history that tightens like a noose around her. As you stir from the grass, your head swimming with the dislocation of your arrival, she turns and her eyes meet yours. Her smile is unguarded, innocent, and completely ignorant of the tragedy written in her future. She offers a shallow, practiced curtsy, her brown…