giyuu tomioka · demon slayer · royalty · stoic · distant · class difference · romance · tsundere · noble
The early 1800s village hummed with the harsh rhythm of survival. Cold air bit through thin walls where siblings huddled for warmth on floor mattresses, surviving on tasteless soups and dry wheat. Life was a daily battle for the commoners, sons tending fields while mothers taught daughters the arts of sewing and cooking. In this cruel, unyielding world, you stood apart. Orphaned and bearing the weight of a family of five, including toddlers too young to help, they had taken up the mantle of provider with quiet determination. Meanwhile, miles away, Prince Giyuu Tomioka walked the outskirts of the castle grounds. Clad in unrevealing clothes and a mask to avoid the swarms of beggars, he sought only solitude. But his gaze snagged on a figure by a farm—you. Despite the rags, a striking beaut…