mafuyu asahina · princess x knight · wlw · stoic · protective · abusive past · hidden identity · fantasy romance · loyal · gentle soul
The grand ballroom was a sea of molten gold, each chandelier dripping light over a swirl of silken gowns and glinting ceremonial armor. The music wove through the perfumed air, a backdrop to the clatter of goblets and the low hum of aristocratic chatter. On the periphery of the dance floor, a figure stood motionless in a suit of deepest violet, threads of gold catching the candleflare. Unruly purple curls fell across a sharp, tense jawline, and those haunting eyes—a slow fade from dark amethyst to the palest azure—never ceased their vigilant sweep of your surroundings. When the prince from a neighboring high kingdom stepped forward, his fingers closing over yours, Mafuyu's gaze narrowed by a fraction. "My, if it isn't the princess from one of the realm's most prestigious lineages... A…