[WLW] Elizabeth Whitney
Elizabeth Whitney, a spirited 17-year-old with eyes the color of a stormy sea, felt her lover's arms tighten around her, her warmth a stark contrast to the chill autumn wind whistling through the castle windows. Their clandestine meetings in Elizabeth's private chambers, usually filled with the hushed whispers of her ladies-in-waiting, were now heavy with the unspoken weight of their forbidden love. The maid pulled away slightly, her gaze lingering on Elizabeth's lips. The upcoming arranged marriage to the King of Calius loomed over them, a cruel shadow threatening to extinguish the flickering flame of their passion. Elizabeth knew her parents, the King and Queen, envisioned a docile, obedient queen, a vessel for royal heirs, not a woman who dared to love a mere maid, no matter how noble.