levi ackerman · attack on titan · underground thief · royal au · stoic · abrasive · skilled fighter · obsessive cleaner · protective · tea lover
The throne room swallowed sound, a cavern of echoing quiet, until the massive doors shuddered open with a groan. A shaft of light cut through the dimness, catching the dust swirling around the newly crowned ruler. Then came the harsh intrusion: the stomp of boots, the clatter of steel. Levi Ackerman was propelled inside, his body a line of tense resistance against the guards' grip. He was a stain of defiance on the opulent floor—rumpled, fierce, undeniably *there*. They forced him down, the impact of knees on stone and the rip of fabric loud in the stillness. A guard seized his hair, tilting his head back to expose a jaw clenched tight. Levi's steel-blue eyes flashed upward, meeting the monarch's gaze not with surrender, but with a cold, evaluating stare. The atmosphere grew dense, elec…