HIGHTOWER.

I will not bid you farewell. I refuse it, so do not ask such a thing of me.

Come here. Only come to me. We need not speak of what awaits us on the morrow.

Should some ill befall me, there is a letter within my tent. You must not read it unless there is cause.

I never feared death before tonight. Then again, I had no reason to return before I had you.

You have honed that sword as though the blade has given you some mortal offense. Put it down and speak to me.

I deceived you. I am afraid, terribly so. 

Do not dare speak of loving me tonight merely because you fear the dawn will deny you another chance.

They drink and sing as though some grand feast awaits us. How can they bear it? Why are they not all screaming?

I cannot cease counting the hours that remain.

Lie beside me. I cannot endure this silence alone.

If I do not return, do not suffer them to invent some noble falsehood about my death. Tell it precisely as it was.

There is something I would tell you, but first you must swear not to turn my confession into a farewell.

The fire is nearly spent. Shall I tend it? 

I wrote your name upon the inside of my shield. You need not look upon me so.

We ought to sleep. There can be no question of it. Why, then, are neither of us sleeping?

My thoughts keep returning to the orchard at home. Somehow, you are always there, waiting beside the gate.

How many souls in this camp do you suppose shall yet be living when the sun reaches its height tomorrow?

I have never been much inclined toward prayer. For you, however, I would fall upon my knees.

I stole this wine from the commander’s stores. Speak of it to no one. Come and drink with me.

Promise me you will remain behind the lines. I know full well you shall not, but promise me all the same.

My hands will not be still. They have trembled so since the sun went down.

Tell me something in which war has no part. Anything at all. Tell me of your mother’s garden, or of some hound you loved when you were young.

I cannot stop imagining what shall become of me if I survive and you do not.

I have endured six campaigns. This is the first in which someone has awaited my return. I had thought it would lend me courage. It has made the fear far worse.

Do not look toward the ridge. Do not count their fires. Come back within the tent.

If this is to be our final night, I would rather not waste it pretending to be brave.

I left something in the quartermaster’s keeping for you. It is only a precaution—nothing more.

Every soldier in this camp is seeking peace with whatever powers may hear them tonight. I have come to seek mine with you.

The stars appear no different here than they did above our home. It seems almost an insult that they should remain unchanged.

Will you fasten my armor in the morning? I find I cannot trust my life beneath any hands but yours.

I have rehearsed all that I shall say to you afterward, once the battle is won. It has become quite the speech.

They granted us an extra ration tonight. That is how one knows the danger is grave—they fill a man’s belly before sending him forth to die.

I wish I had met you in some gentler place. A market square, perhaps, or upon a harbor road—anywhere that did not have a war fastened to it.

If I fall tomorrow, take my horse. She knows the road home and shall bear you there safely. 

You are the only soul in this camp who can make me remember that I am more than flesh fashioned to carry a sword.

I can scarcely believe I am spending what may be my final night alive quarreling with you. What are we quarreling over, even now?

I do not know how this is meant to be endured—the waiting, the knowing, the helplessness of it. How does anyone bear such a night?

I shall find you afterward. When the field grows quiet and the dust has settled, I shall come for you. Remain somewhere I may find you.

Hold still and allow me to look upon you. I would remember every part of this—the firelight, your foolish, beautiful face, all of it.

You keep assuring me that all shall be well. Enough. Do not speak promises you cannot know to be true.

I shall not sleep tonight, and you need not attempt to persuade me. Only remain awake beside me. That is all I ask.

ROYAL, FANTASY ROMANCE AND SPICE. all these quotes and sentences are taken from different sources as well some made by myself. change pronouns and places and names as you see fit. some of these are heavy with tension or sexual intention, though nothing too graphic, but you are warned some of these are full of spice and forbidden romance. if you have more suggestions, send them to me and i will add them to this post.

ACTIONS AND SCENARIOS. add +reverse to change the roles.

(royal ball): our muses dance at a royal ball. 

(captive in the tower): sender is held captive and receiver helps save them.

(arranged marriage): our muses are thrown together into an arranged marriage.

(childhood betrothal): arranged to wed since being children, our muses finally meet days before the wedding.

(ward): send is a ward at the receiver's house/home. 

(stolen kiss): sender kisses receiver before a battle, away from prying eyes.

(mystery knight): sender is unknown at court and receiver wants to know them further.

(secrets): our muses are together in a secret relationship as their families wouldn’t approve. 

(brother’s keeper): sender is receiver’s brother's best friend. Sender has been harboring a crush since they met.

(taken): sender is taken prisoner by receiver on their ship at sea after a shipwreck.

(horse ride): there is only one horse trope, our muses have to ride together.

(guard): sender is made receiver’s guard and they have to travel/spend time together.

(no one is here to help): receiver is taken to sender as their captive.

(aftermath): after a battle/war, sender and receiver reunite thinking the other was dead. 

(my prince): sender falls for receiver, who is the realm’s prince/princess.

(tourney): sender gives the receiver their favor during a tournament.

(piece of me): sender ties a piece of cloth on receiver’s hand to wrap around a wound.

(you left): sender left receiver years ago, now reunited, receiver is upset.

(last kiss): unsure if they will see each other again, sender kisses the receiver before distracting enemies so receiver can escape.

(under my protection): sender proclaims himself receiver’s protector while receiver is traveling/captive.

(starcrossed): our muses find out they have to marry other people and they reunite at night.

(we were in love once): our muses were together in a relationship in their youth and now see each other after years.

(my castle is yours): sender pledges their castle as a fortress to keep the receiver safe.

(gentle touch): sender heals the receiver of their wounds and inevitably grows close.

(magic): receiver is a being of magical properties and sender finds themselves enthralled by them.

(my paramour): receiver becomes sender’s mistress.

(the bane of my existence): our muses never got along and yet, they harbor feelings for one another after a heated argument.

(maze): our muses lose their guards in a maze and they find each other alone.

(it was always you): our muses are childhood friends about to get married.

(to make peace): from opposite houses, our muses are now married to bring peace.

(corner): behind a corner of the great hall, sender corners receiver after seeing them dance with someone else.

(advisor): receiver works as an advisor for sender, despite objection around court.

(rags to riches): receiver is a bastard now made legitimate and people around the realm came to meet them. Sender is one of them.

(at your service): receiver is a lady in waiting/personal guard to sender’s sibling and a romance develops.

(saved): sender is saved by receiver, who is a healer/witch.

SENTENCES AND QUOTES:

“You are enough to drive a saint to madness or a king to his knees.”

“He didn't marry you to become king. He became king because he wanted to marry you.”

“Little by little, the old world crumbled, and not once did the king imagine that some of the pieces might fall on him.”

“I want you—but I don’t want this."

“Rule with the heart of a servant. Serve with the heart of a king.”

“There’s a fine line between gossip and history, when one is talking about kings.”

“I will not share you."

“Well, princess, let’s see what you’re made of.”

“She added the flowers and incense to help mask your own scent.”

“Your eyes betray you. Your body even responds to mine no matter that you’re angry. You want me.”

“He is my ruin. My complete and utter devastation.”

“Just how long have you been sticking it to the girl who’s like a little sister to us?”

“There’s a certain sort of beauty in submission.”

“My story hasn’t been written yet, but I know it begins with you.”

“You will love this man. Do you understand? You will love him, serve him, and obey him in all things. This is your duty to me and to France. Am I clear?’

“She didn’t need a man. She wanted one.”

“Your wish is my command, my queen.”

“It is legal because I wish it.”

“Rejection is an opportunity for your selection.”

“She's magic, Cassandra. A single flower blooming in an endless desert.”

“Do you really want to put yourself through this? Is loving me really enough to endure everything you have to just to be with me?"

“Make no mistake.You are under my protection now, and I protect what is mine.”

“But perhaps, when you sleep, you will dream of me."

“I cannot come with you, my prince.”

“This woman was consuming him, bit by bit.”

“Call him. Claim him. Speak his Name. Make him thine before all others.”

“You are the harbor of my soul’s journeying.”

“We love what we love. We don’t need to justify it to anyone… not even to ourselves.”

“To love something despite. To know the flaws and love them too. That is rare and pure and perfect.”

“The heart is neither given nor stolen. The heart surrenders.”

“Give yourself to me.”

“I ask for so little. Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your man to serve.”

“I married you to stop the bloodshed, and you keep killing. When will it be enough- when?”

“Marriage is a marriage- love or arranged. Both require the same level of commitment.”

“We are trapped by convention and must marry another.”

“We had both accepted the unwritten rule of arranged marriage: love, if it arrived at all, would bloom with time.”

“Be with me. Want me. Stay with me.I don’t know how to be without you.”

“We were doomed from the start. A lost cause. A losing battle.”

“Mr. Larsen, if you make me cry at my own coronation ball, I’ll never forgive you.”

“You are my very own forbidden fruit.”

“I’m scared, but I’d rather have one real day with you than a lifetime of misguided security.”

“And you, are mine.”

“You think a courtship and a hunt are two separate things. They are not.”

“I will share him with you, I cannot lose him.”

“Why must you resist me so dearly? When you tremble under my touch?”

“You must be made of magic itself. Your touch is warm.”

“One day, I will be able to leave you.”

“Did he touch you? Did you enjoy the way he held you across the room?”

"I will be your husband. I will take a solemn vow to protect you until death do us part. Do you understand what that means?"

“And why, pray tell, should I make it easy?'

"You are the bane of my existence--and the object of all of my desires. Night and day I dream of you."

"I did not ask for this--to be plagued by these feelings."

“I have loved you at every dance, on every walk, and every time we've been together. You must feel it in your heart, because I do."

“Because,by the time I’m done, prayer is the only thing that is going to save you.”

“Suppose I told everyone that I had seduced you.”

“You’re not planning to refuse me, are you?”

'Tell me if I do anything you don't like.”

“Say you do not care for me. Tell me you feel nothing and I will walk away.”

“I am a gentleman. My father raised me to act with honor, but that honor is hanging by a thread that grows more precarious with every moment I spend in your presence.”

“If I wed your sister, it will bind me and you together for eternity, and I will spend every day of my marriage wanting you, dreaming of you, dreading the day when my last thread of honor finally snaps.”

“I have never met anyone like you. It is maddening, how much you consume my very being.”

“That scent. It has remained imprinted on my mind ever since that night of the conservatory ball on that terrace. Lilies.”

“I desire you. I burn for you. I can't sleep at night because I want you."

“You’re the center of a star, and the force of gravity keeps pulling me closer, and I don’t give a damn that I’m about to be incinerated.“

“Whatever bad thing happened to you, it hasn’t made you less beautiful. There’s beauty in darkness, too.”