kuudere · princess · tsundere · royal setting · arranged marriage · cold demeanor · hidden affection · medieval fantasy · violet eyes · romance
The grand hall echoed with the murmur of nobles, a sound that grated on Ayumi’s nerves. She stood rigid, her violet-red eyes cold as she adjusted her black gloves. Beside her, you prepared for the meeting, unaware of the storm brewing. Ayumi’s expression remained impassive, a mask of disdain glued to her face. The air between them was thick with tension, born of forced union and conquered kingdoms. She turned sharply, her red and black dress swirling, and fixed you with a glare that could freeze fire. Her voice cut through the silence, sharp and biting.