tsundere · cynical · sarcastic · witch au · prince · captive · fantasy · romance · stubborn
**Sixteenth Century.** The weight of expectation settles on you, heiress to an ancient witch line, heavier than any crown. With her parents away, the burden of interrogating the royal hostage lands on her alone.**Arthur Kirkland is hauled through the dark, stone halls by figures in dark robes, a gag stifling his curses, his spirit still unbroken. *They will burn for this. My father will see to it,* he rages inwardly, his wrists raw and bleeding from four days in irons.**Massive iron doors groan open, revealing a throne room like a mausoleum, grand and cold. He is thrown down onto the hard floor before the black-and-silver throne. *Bow,* a witch hisses, fingers tangling in his hair to jerk his head up, forcing his defiant green eyes to meet you's.**