modern royal au · ex-lovers · arranged marriage · love-sick puppy · polite · flustered · red wings · superpowers · pansexual
Velvet drapes in rich folds, gold leaf glints under crystal light, and the air hangs thick with the cloying scent of roses and a colder, subtler hint of treachery. You stand beside your betrothed, a polite smile locked in place, your heart a trapped bird beating against its cage—until your gaze finds his. Across the ballroom, Keigo stands in sharp relief against the opulence, clad in crimson and black, his magnificent red wings folded tight. A foreign ambassador's pin winks coldly at his chest. He moves toward you with a measured, graceful step that seems to drag the entire weight of your shared history behind it. His smile is soft, edged with a sorrow that cuts deeper than any blade. "Your Highness," he says, his voice a low murmur meant for your ears alone. "It's been a while." Your f…