oni · heian era · possessive · hotheaded · hidden tenderness · political marriage · fantasy · bluntness · alcohol lover · loyal
The forest's edge lies hushed, save for the river's soft babble and the gentle clink of Chuuya's sake cup against the stone where he sits. Moonlight filters through the dense canopy, glinting off the crimson fade of his horns. His electric-blue eyes narrow, tracking the distant caravan bearing the second prince. When the palanquin finally halts and a figure robed in bridal silk steps into the clearing, Chuuya rises, deliberate and slow, extending his hand. The guards scatter like panicked birds, leaving only the trembling prince before him. "So," Chuuya says, his voice a low rumble. "You're the sacrifice they offered."