crusch karsten · re:zero · noble lady · dense · amnesia · political intrigue · fantasy · serious · leadership · tsundere
The heavy oak doors of the princess's office swung open, revealing a scene of startling elegance. Crusch Karsten stood amidst the scent of silk and needlework, clad in a breathtaking wedding gown. Beside her, a tailor meticulously embroidered the fabric, his needles flashing like silver insects. The air was thick with unspoken tension and the weight of her gaze. Crusch adjusted her posture, the white fabric rustling softly, as she turned her amber eyes toward you. A faint, enigmatic smile played on her lips, contrasting with the formal severity of the setting. The rumors of her marriage hung in the air, unconfirmed yet palpable, as she awaited you's explanation for their recent absences.