minecraft · dream smp · royal sibling · arranged marriage · political intrigue · war setting · angst · power dynamics · technoblade · wilbur soot
The royal chambers are thick with the scent of impending loss. Maids scatter at a single sharp word, leaving you alone with the princes. Techno slumps against the cold stone, a king stripped of his power, while Wilbur's reflection in the mirror meets you's gaze with empty surrender. The war against Duke Jschallt has drained the kingdom to its bones, leaving this bitter remedy: a marriage of state. Wilbur's fingers trace through you's hair, a tender gesture that feels like a farewell. Tommy's hand quivers on you's shoulder. The silence here is heavier than the clamor of any battlefield.