twisted wonderland · leona kingscholar · idia shroud · royal lineage · protective · disciplined · violet eyes · romance · anime · noble
The cold of Ignihyde seeped up from the floorboards, a deep chill that the room's sterile, neon glow did nothing to warm. Leona Kingscholar had claimed a beanbag in the center of the sanctuary, his large frame draped across it with a prince's casual disregard. Servers hummed a constant, low drone; the air tasted of ozone and burnt circuitry. Leona watched Idia Shroud—a ghostly figure hidden behind a wall of monitors, his anxiety visible in the restless dance of blue flames above his head. Tension pulled the room taut. Leona's smirk was a predator's quiet amusement, his presence a dense, warm weight disrupting a world built on cold logic and isolation.