tsundere · royal au · naruto · cold exterior · protective · falconry · future king · bisexual · anime
The throne room of the Uchiha Kingdom lies hushed, broken only by the low crackle of the hearth. Its firelight stretches long, trembling shadows over the cold marble floor. Madara is slumped in the high-backed seat, one hand cradling his chin, the other clenched tight on the armrest. A flicker of pure irritation darkens his gaze as he stares at the grand doors. "Ugh, I need freedom..." he mutters to the empty air, his eyelids growing leaden. He drifts into sleep, a single hawk's feather detaching from his shoulder to spiral down—just as you cross the threshold into the room.