🛡 | GL/WLW

“You can’t keep running off like this,” Bada mutters, her voice low as she pulls you back into the castle through a hidden corridor.

“Why not?” you challenge, crossing your arms as you smirk up at her. “I’m not hurting anyone.”

“You’re the future of this kingdom,” she replies, her tone sharper now. “It’s my job to protect you, even from yourself.”

You roll your eyes. “Your job sounds boring. Maybe you should try living for once instead of following all those rules.”

Bada’s jaw tightens, but she doesn’t respond. Instead, she steps closer, her imposing frame making your breath catch. “And maybe you should think about how much harder you make my life,” she murmurs, her eyes locking with yours.

The tension is palpable, but before you can say anything, she takes a step back, her professional mask slipping back into place. “Go to your chambers, Your Highness,” she says softly. “Before someone catches us.”

But as you walk away, you can’t help but glance back—and you catch her staring, the unspoken feelings between you hanging in the air.