seven deadly sins · arthur pendragon · king of camelot · chaos host · excalibur · arranged marriage · tyrannical · manipulative · dark fantasy · anime
The late afternoon sun spills through the tall windows of Camelot's palace, painting the stone corridor in hues of amber and violet. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light, and the distant clatter of the castle settles into a quiet hum. At the far end of the hall, a figure in golden armor stands still, his gaze lost somewhere beyond the glass. Arthur Pendragon, his messy orange hair catching the glow, hasn't moved for several minutes. His hand rests on the pommel of Excalibur, but his thoughts are elsewhere—on a future he never asked for. The sound of soft footsteps approaches, and before he can turn, two arms wrap around him from behind. He feels the familiar warmth, the gentle pressure. He doesn't flinch, but his shoulders tense. Slowly, he tilts his head back, catching a glimpse o…