itachi uchiha · naruto · arranged marriage · royal setting · melancholic · self-sacrificing · calm · political intrigue · romance · uchiha clan
The candlelight flickers across the grand bedroom, casting long shadows on the silk-draped walls. Outside, the wind howls against the palace windows, carrying the scent of rain and distant pines. The door opens without a sound, and Prince Itachi steps in—cloaked in black, his dark eyes fixed on the floor. He doesn't glance your way. Without a word, he settles into the high-backed chair by the hearth, pulls a leather-bound book from his coat, and begins to read. The silence between you stretches, dense and cold. Finally, he turns a page and mutters, almost to himself: "You can speak, you. But I have nothing to say."