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Princess Elia Martell by artist adelikashere
Secret lady Crown Prince Eshawr x reader? I don’t mind what kind of format you put it in.
CROWN PRINCE ESHAWR X READER!!
From the moment of her birth, her life had been predestined as a plaything for her family, and they bestowed upon her a name as sweet as the gentlest flowers and as passionately fiery as the wind.
As the first daughter of the Duke, every aspect of her future had been meticulously planned, shaped by the heavy weight of the family's expectations and ambitions.
Fate had woven a path she had little choice but to follow, each step leading her deeper into the intricate web of the ducal machinations.
Their destinies intertwined like a bittersweet thread, woven by the intricate hand of fate. The Crown Prince, with golden locks that danced in the sunlight and eyes the hue of molten gold, was her predestined match, chosen to be her future husband.
Under the watchful gaze of their families, she too was caught in the trap, as they bowed in introduction, their lives now inexorably linked by the constraints of their assigned roles. Like flies entrapped in a spider's web, their path forward was laid out before them, with no escape in sight.
She had endured a lifetime of lessons, honed to be the perfect future Empress, leaving no room for errors.
Her every waking moment was spent striving for flawlessness under the relentless scrutiny of demanding nobility. Everywhere she went, their greedy eyes tracked her every move, waiting to pounce at the slightest imperfection.
Despite the suffocating weight of expectations and the omnipresent gaze, she stood tall, unyielding in her regal bearing. She would always bear the title of Crown Princess, a symbol of both her lineage and the burden of her role in the tumultuous world of imperial politics.
Eshawr, the beloved Crown Prince, was exalted as the very life force of the empire, lavished with praise for simply existing.
To her, however, he was much more than that—he was her devoted husband, whose playful banter and steadfast presence provided both comfort and joy.
Despite the looming threat of his family's curse, which claimed the lives of partners of the royal family in tragic manners, Eshawr remained vigilant, standing guard through numerous sleepless nights to protect the one whom he had sworn to spend his life with.
Fate, though relentless, couldn’t dampen the love that burned within their entwined hearts.
The nobles painted a vivid picture of their love, likening it to a fairytale, with the princess embodying grace and beauty while the prince was the dashing savior protecting her from the ills of the world.
However, beneath the surface, cracks began to form, threatening to shatter the perfect facade. Problems emerged, revealing that nothing in life was ever truly flawless, reminding them that even the most enchanting fairytales could have unexpected twists and turns in the narrative of their love story.
She was known for her iron grip, unwavering and stoic, allowing no weakness or emotion to sully her image as the Crown Princess.
The nickname "Iron Grip Rose" had been bestowed upon her, symbolizing her unwavering strength and resilience.
She had endured countless trials without ever letting on the pain and suffering that gnawed at her from within. However, the tragic death of her beloved husband, the Crown Prince, left her broken and vulnerable, shattering the impenetrable façade she had nurtured so fiercely.
Plagued by the torment of losing her beloved husband, the woman spiraled into madness, descending deeper into despair with each passing day.
She refused to eat or drink, her body becoming frail and her once radiant eyes turning lifeless and dull. Driven to the brink, she pulled at her hair, howling like a wounded beast, feeling the weight of isolation and desolation, her heart shattered beyond repair.
The absence of her husband had torn away the light that illuminated her world, leaving only the suffocating darkness to consume her.
The whispers of the maids echoed in the grand halls, lamenting the transformation of the once-beloved princess into a tormented wraith.
They spoke of how sorrow had drained her vibrancy, how she appeared so lifeless and pain-stricken, murmuring unintelligible words as she rocked back and forth.
And all the while, her gaze remained fixated on a portrait of her and her beloved late husband, a time when they radiated in power and beauty, before fate wrenched his life away.
The descent into insanity reached its pinnacle as she vented her anguish on her surroundings, smashing even the most fragile of vases and leaving her hand bloodied from the shattered shards.
As tears streamed down her face, she saw her deceased husband before her, his teasing smile still haunting her. In her delusion, he beckoned to her from the balcony, his tall figure standing against the backdrop of the sky.
In a moment of desperation and despair, she gripped her dress and lunged toward him, only to be met with a fatal fall from her chamber’s window
❝ they say, if you stand underneath the balcony of princess [name] you could still hear her cries and screams of pain❞
HII THX SO MUCH FOR REQUESTING 🫶hope u enjoyed , (hope its not badly written ) and no happiness 💕🎀
Crown Princess in the Dawn
It’s been such a long time, yet I’ve only just noticed that the crown on her hat has shifted from three points to five, mirroring the one on her father’s top hat.
July 06, 2026
Earlier this summer, the Crown Princess visited the island in Kalmarsund, as part of her initiative to visit all of Sweden's 31 national parks.
During the hike, the Crown Princess was met with 1300 million-year-old bright red granite, dramatic rock formations and giant pots.
Blue Jungfrun, previously called Blakulla, was declared a National Park in 1926.
Many romantasy or historical dramas talk about a girl entering a wife selection or a bride show
Basically women competing for position of the crown princess/queen Consort
Ok how about the opposite
A Husband selection or groom show
Young bachelors competing who will be the future Consort of the future queen
In some shows and movies that's about mc future queen mostly adults matching them up pushing the boy they like best or the suitors giving their offers and what will royal family/crown princess get in return or young noblemen coming from everywhere to charm/court the fmc
But no I want them actually competing basically the rose bargain genderbend version in a way without the ending or faries tyranny at least less
A powerful king coming and is like hey boys so I'm looking for a husband for my heiress my little girl so go there and dance for us until one remains standing and the last six well be taking lessons and keep competing for a year okay now entertain me I mean show your abilities
btw do you think guys that knight Eren would notice first than anyone that his crown princess is pregnant? 👀
