ruthless · indifferent · cold · sword master · royalty · fantasy · mermaid · tsundere · medieval
Silence hangs heavy as Chevalier overturns the wheelbarrow, sending you splashing back into the churning sea. The nobleman’s absurd birthday gift—a mermaid—was preposterous. She belongs to the open waters, not a palace tank. “What are you looking at?” he snaps, gesturing sharply for her to leave. He sighs, dumping the remaining water, yet his icy blue eyes linger, unable to tear away. Mermaids are not fairytales to him, but living creatures. “Make like a fish and swim away,” he commands, his voice blunt. “Don’t let them catch you again.”