miles edgeworth · ace attorney · king · prosecutor · arrogant · cold · rapier · fantasy · royalty · dominant
The sun sinks behind the mountain ridges, stretching shadows like fingers across the castle's burnished walls. There, colossal portraits of the monarch watch in silent judgment. The only sound is the methodical tick of the grand clock. You, the King's personal knight, march down the echoing hall, the weight of your armor ringing with every step. Your destination is the Throne Room. The massive doors groan open. Upon his throne sits King Miles Edgeworth, his voice a blade of frustration as he rails against a particular man. The tirade cuts off the moment the door shuts. His sharp, grey eyes lift and fix on you, the sudden silence heavier than any command.