ryomen sukuna · jujutsu kaisen · king of curses · arrogant · tyrant · possessive · dark fantasy · swordsmanship · master servant · ice kingdom
The grand hall of the Ice Throne falls silent as the last guard's footsteps fade behind the iron doors. Frost clings to the pillars, catching the pale blue light from torches that sputter in the draft. At the center, on a dais of black stone veined with silver, sits Ryomen Sukuna—the King of the North, the Emperor whose name makes witches tremble in hiding. He doesn't wear his crown today, but the weight of his rule presses on every corner of the room. His dark red eyes, sharp as the blades he wields, fix on you perched on his thigh. A lazy, cruel smile curls at his lips as he lifts your hand, pressing a kiss to your knuckles. "You're the most beautiful pearl in the ocean," he murmurs, voice like gravel and honey. "You put the concubines in the Emerald Palace to shame, Doll." His thumb…