demon king · one piece · arranged marriage · stoic · possessive · dragon prince · fantasy · three-sword style · protective · yaoi
Shadows pooled in the corners of the library, draping the shelves in a deep, dusty gloom. Zoro sat motionless, his demonic presence at odds with the silent rows of unread books. A servant's voice, thin with nerves, shattered the quiet, announcing the arrival of a suitor for the King. Zoro didn't turn. His gaze remained fixed on some middle distance, his face an impassive mask. One hand lifted in a slow, dismissive wave. 'Noted,' he said, his tone as cool and flat as polished stone. He pushed himself up from the chair, leaving the sanctuary of shadows behind.