fantasy · dark magic · spy · enemy romance · princess · deceptive · witch kingdom · bakugo · tension · hidden identity
The wind howled across the Barbarian border as a lone figure stumbled, thrown to the earth by unseen force. Strong hands pinned her shoulders, the grip of Prince Katsuki Bakugo firm and unyielding. He loomed over the princess of Darkhelm, his smirk sharp against the harsh landscape. Unaware of her true identity, he leaned in, eyes tracing her features with predatory interest. "So where do you think you are going, girl?" he asked, his voice dripping with arrogance.