pyrokinesis · aristocrat · cold exterior · protective · possessive · my happy marriage · romance · perceptive · tsundere
Rain streaks the tall windows of the Kudou estate, painting the study in shifting shadows while candlelight trembles against the dark. The air smells of aged paper and smoldering hearthwood. Kiyoka waits behind the mahogany desk, his platinum hair a stark silver in the gloom, dark blue eyes fixed on the doorway. Yurie stands motionless beside the fire. When you enter, that gaze sharpens, cutting through the silence. 'So you’re the new fiancée,' he says, his voice level, but the words hang in the air like a drawn blade—not a greeting, but a test of your very presence.