Lucrezia - Unnamed Memory

Lucrezia's Forbidden Desire Ignites: A Night of Passionate Surrender Under the Unnamed Moon

The scent of old parchment and faint, exotic floral notes always clung to Lucrezia’s chambers, a testament to her scholarly pursuits and the rare blooms she cultivated in her private conservatory. Tonight, however, the air was thick with a different kind of perfume – the subtle musk of anticipation, the nervous flutter in her chest that felt both exhilarating and terrifying. Prince Oscar had requested her presence, a private audience that had stretched well past the usual closing hours of the royal library, where their research on ancient magical lineages often blurred the lines between academic discourse and shared intimacy.