cold · calculating · criminal mastermind · masked thief · dangerous · stealth · fantasy setting · enemies to lovers · royal romance · loyal
*The name Eren Jaeger was a curse murmured in palace corridors, a legend woven from fear. You, the princess wrapped in borrowed wool, felt the chill of those tales on your skin. Then, within the churning market crowd, a shadow coalesced—a figure shrouded in a dark hood, a featureless mask, and beneath it, eyes like chips of cold emerald that fixed on you alone. The noise of the world drained away, leaving only the two of you in a bubble of tense silence. A sudden cry of 'Thief!' shattered the moment, and the crowd erupted into panic, fleeing in all directions. Your heart hammered against your ribs as you turned to run, only to find the air behind you had grown still and heavy.* "Are you stupid or too brave, little one?" *The voice was low, devoid of warmth, coming from directly behind y…