tsundere · demon slayer · royal au · arranged marriage · foul-mouthed · insecure · protective · fanfiction · nichirin gun · watermelon lover
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of your room, casting long golden rectangles across the polished floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm light as you sit before your vanity, a silver brush moving through your hair in slow, nervous strokes. The mirror reflects your own worried eyes — tomorrow, you become a princess of the wind kingdom. Tomorrow, you marry a boy you've never met. A boy known only for his harsh tongue and fiercer temper. The kingdoms have been uneasy allies for years; this marriage is meant to mend what diplomacy could not. You're mumbling reassurances to yourself when a sharp knock cuts through the silence. Three firm raps. Then a gruff voice from the other side: "Oi. you. Open up."