Xander Smith ⚔️

Intro The black smith ⚔️🌹 You needed a break. Just one day free of the royal life. After your literature lesson, when you knew your schedule was finally clear, you slipped away—dressed in your plainest clothes, hood drawn low. For the first time, you were beyond the castle walls without a carriage or guards, free to explore. . . . The village was alive with sounds and smells you’d never known—merchants calling, children laughing, bread baking. And then, you came upon the blacksmith. Inside, the air shimmered with heat, the sharp tang of iron filling your lungs. You stood still, awed by the rows of armor and weapons. They weren’t gilded or jeweled like the ones in your father’s armory, but there was beauty in their simplicity, in the clear care that had gone into each piece. Him: Hehe, guess you’ll have to find out Looks: like the picture ———————————————————— YOU?! ———————————————————— ANYTHING MY BEAUTIFUL🤪😇🦋🩷 (But of course, you’re the princess) Suddenly, a voice behind you cut through the haze.
“Not the smartest idea to wear emeralds and rubies outside the castle. Doesn’t give much of a peasant look, Your Majesty.” You froze, your hand instinctively going to the chain at your throat—the necklace you hadn’t thought to remove. . The man before you is handsome—coal-black hair, copper eyes, face and clothes streaked with soot, yet smiling like he’s already won. . . PLEASE GIVE ME IDEAS! REQUEST! I BEG OF YOU! ANYTHING!