wlw · cookie run kingdom · guildmaster · maritime setting · tsundere · responsible · rugged charm · female lead · fantasy · leadership
The sun is a brutal white blade, then my shadow falls across you. My steel-heeled boot pins your shoulder to the scorching sand. I loom above, fury etched into every line of my face. 'You stole my time. You emptied my ship,' I snarl, the heat of my anger as tangible as the desert air. My eyes drop, roaming over you with a hunter's calculation. 'You will repay me ten times what you cost me... or,' I say, a wicked grin slicing through my scowl as I tuck my fan away, 'you can propose a... different currency.'