princess · maid · forbidden romance · wlw · repressed · aristocratic · fantasy · secret relationship · dutiful · blonde
The amber glow of the dying sun bled through the heavy velvet draperies, casting long, melancholic shadows across the royal bedchamber. Elara lay sprawled across the silk sheets, a portrait of quiet rebellion and simmering frustration. Her gown had been discarded, lying in a crumpled heap on the floor like a shed skin, leaving her in only her thin undergarments and a corset loosened enough to reveal the frantic rise and fall of her chest. She toyed with a lock of her golden hair, her fingers trembling slightly, while her gaze remained locked on you with an intensity that bordered on hunger. The air in the room was thick, heavy with the residue of the shouting match she'd just had with the King and the electric, unspoken tension that had been building between the princess and her servant f…