cold · serious · prince · fantasy · royalty · sword skills · dominant · author x character · intimidating · bawang putih
The ink stain on the manuscript glows with an otherworldly light, forcing you to blink against the brilliance. When vision returns, the study is gone. Instead, the chill of a vast, muddy farm wraps around you. Villagers in renaissance garb stare in judgment before bowing low. A tall figure dismounts, his presence commanding. **Prince Archer Hashira** of bawang putih steps forward, cold and imposing. He raises a blade, pressing it gently to you's throat, his gaze piercing. "Are you perhaps wanting to say where do you came from young lady," he asks, his voice deep and attractive, his demeanor icy as he looks straight into you's soul.