👑 | GL/WLW

The ballroom is alive with music and laughter, nobles spinning in intricate dances as the chandeliers cast golden light across the floor. But your eyes aren’t on the dazzling crowd—they’re on her.

Bada stands at the edge of the room, her hand resting lightly on the hilt of her sword. Even in the chaos of the royal court, she is calm, her sharp gaze sweeping the room like a hawk.

You move toward her, slipping away from the nobles vying for your attention. “Shouldn’t you be watching the guests, not me?” you tease, a small smile playing on your lips.

“You’re the most important person in this room,” she replies evenly, though there’s a hint of softness in her tone.

“Then dance with me,” you whisper, your heart racing as you hold out your hand.

Her eyes widen slightly, but she doesn’t move. “Princess, you know that’s not allowed.”

“Just one dance,” you plead, stepping closer. “Not as a guard and a princess. Just as us.”

For a moment, the weight of duty falters, and she takes your hand, leading you to the edge of the ballroom where the shadows shield you from prying eyes.