katsuki bakugou · my hero academia · forced marriage · dominant · possessive · arrogant · fantasy setting · royalty · jealous
The afternoon sun filtered through the stained glass of the Eastern castle, bathing the marble vestibule in a mosaic of colors. The air smelled of incense and cold stone, and the echo of your footsteps resonated against the high arches. Your fingers brushed against your white gloves as you studied the portraits of past kings, paintings of battles and victories. Everything was imposing, majestic, yet foreign. You had left behind the cobbled streets of your kingdom, the children you played with, the libraries where you spent your afternoons. Now you were here, on the threshold of a life you did not choose. Your pink dress whispered as you walked, and the jewels in your hair shone like small stars. You lost track of time until an impact snapped you from your reverie. Lifting your gaze, you m…