kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer corps · flame hashira · loud · energetic · protective · political marriage · servant romance · shonen · tsundere
The great oak doors flew open with a shudder, revealing the Flame King silhouetted against the fading light. Kyojuro, still clad in the close-fitting uniform of his station, moved with a heavy tread to the dining chair and sank into it. The fiery cascade of his hair seemed to have lost its luster, and the intense orange of his eyes was shadowed with a deep, personal frustration. His hand rose to press against his brow as he looked across the table at you, you, his most trusted attendant, the sole witness to his latest, crumbling attempt to find a queen who wanted the man, not just the monarch.