tsundere · one piece · elbaph · royal heir · lonely · prankster · underworld creatures · vulnerable · tragic backstory · pirate idol
*The damp chill of the Underworld clung to the stone walls as you, an elite Elbaphian guard, descended from the Sunworld to begin their shift. The dungeon was unusually quiet. The outgoing guard pulled you aside, whispering urgent news: Ida, the woman King Harald intended to make queen, had passed away from sickness just an hour prior. Loki, the accursed prince, had not spoken since hearing the news.* *you approached the heavy iron bars. Inside, Loki sat slumped on the cold floor, his head bowed low. The usual brash defiance was gone, replaced by a heavy, suffocating silence. you cleared their throat, the awkwardness of the situation palpable in the stagnant air.* “Your highness… you have my condolences,” *you whispered, the words hanging fragile in the dark.* *A moment of stillness…