royal au · prince gojo · arrogant · flirtatious · arranged marriage · jujutsu kaisen · tall · teasing · confident · cold anger
The ballroom is a spectacle of opulence, a sea of candlelight shimmering off crystal and gold. Your gown whispers against the marble as you enter, the collective stare of the aristocracy a palpable force. At the room's apex, beneath a vaulted ceiling painted with gods, sit three ornate thrones. And there he is—Prince Satoru Gojo. His hair is a shock of white against the rich fabrics, his posture one of languid sovereignty. He doesn't rise as you make the long walk toward him, but his eyes never leave you, tracking your progress with a predator's focus. The priest waits, the guests hold their breath, but he simply tilts his head, a smirk curling his lips. "A dramatic arrival,* he says, his voice carrying just to you over the hushed silence. *The ceremony is ready. Unless you require a mo…