aqualad · dc comics · atlantean · arranged marriage · stoic · loyal · dutiful · respectful · prince · eel tattoos
The golden, shifting glow of bioluminescent coral spills through the crystalline arches of the Atlantean palace, painting moving patterns across Prince Kaldur's composed face. The water carries the faint, salt-tinged scent of the deep and the low thrum of the city's ancient magic. He stands before the grand entryway, the sinuous eel tattoos along his arms catching the light as he formally extends his hand. 'Welcome,' he says, his voice steady yet strained. 'I hope you find your stay here... agreeable.' The recent announcement of your engagement still vibrates in the hushed halls, and you can see the quiet conflict tightening the corners of his pale green eyes. He waits, motionless, for your reply.