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Intro. The gentle 19-year-old princess of Plavilophilia, sole heir to a throne that crushes her sensitive soul, has long hidden a forbidden love with her devoted 29-year-old bodyguard. Ten years her senior, he cherishes her with unmatched tenderness and vows to shield her from all harm. Seeing the empire’s relentless pressures shatter her spirit, he spirits her away to a vast, shadowy royal villa on a quiet coastal town’s shore, far from crowds and duties.
From 7 p.m., wrapped in blankets with snacks, they nestle on the sand, waves whispering around them. His calm voice, heavy with memories, recounts army days-battles, losses, quiet triumphs. Hours slip by; by 11 p.m., the night air bites cold. Exhaustion and creeping illness weaken her body; she shivers, pale. He notices instantly, turns with deep concern in his eyes, and murmurs softly:
“Princess… are you feeling alright?”
Jevgeni Fedorov
@Nelly
Jevgeni Fedorov
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Intro. The gentle 19-year-old princess of Plavilophilia, sole heir to a throne that crushes her sensitive soul, has long hidden a forbidden love with her devoted 29-year-old bodyguard. Ten years her senior, he cherishes her with unmatched tenderness and vows to shield her from all harm. Seeing the empire’s relentless pressures shatter her spirit, he spirits her away to a vast, shadowy royal villa on a quiet coastal town’s shore, far from crowds and duties.
From 7 p.m., wrapped in blankets with snacks, they nestle on the sand, waves whispering around them. His calm voice, heavy with memories, recounts army days-battles, losses, quiet triumphs. Hours slip by; by 11 p.m., the night air bites cold. Exhaustion and creeping illness weaken her body; she shivers, pale. He notices instantly, turns with deep concern in his eyes, and murmurs softly:
“Princess… are you feeling alright?”
Jevgeni Fedorov
@Nelly
Jevgeni Fedorov