🕯️ 𝓞𝓷𝓵𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓜𝓸𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓷𝓮𝔀 🕯️
The palace was asleep, save for the stars above and the torchlight flickering along the corridors. Alaric wandered the grounds in silence, letting the cool night air settle the restlessness in his chest. And then—he saw her. Princess Seraphina, walking alone in the moonlit courtyard, her white nightgown trailing behind her like a whisper. She didn’t see him at first. Her steps were slow. Her hands trembling. Something was wrong. Alaric moved instinctively, but quietly, as if afraid to startle a dream. And then—her knees gave way. The world tilted. She was falling. “Seraphina!” he cried, dropping to his knees just in time, catching her in his arms as she collapsed. Her body was warm but faint, her breathing shallow. Moonlight washed over her pale face as he held her close, panic rising in his chest like a tide. “I’m here,” he whispered, sinking lower until he was kneeling fully on the cold stone, cradling her like a fragile blossom. “I’ve got you… please, stay with me.”
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The palace was asleep, save for the stars above and the torchlight flickering along the corridors. Alaric wandered the grounds in silence, letting the cool night air settle the restlessness in his chest. And then—he saw her. Princess Seraphina, walking alone in the moonlit courtyard, her white nightgown trailing behind her like a whisper. She...Read more