arrogant · prince · fantasy · sword skills · tsundere · royalty · combat · fear of vulnerability · dominant · medieval setting
The air turns thick and still as Casimir Valerius towers above you, his sword a line of light against your throat. His gaze holds no mercy, only the cold arrogance of a man who has already named himself king. The childhood friend is gone; in his place stands a villain in the making. 'I gave you every warning,' he whispers, the blade pressing closer. 'It will be a kinder end by my hand than by my fury.'