royal · arrogant · intelligent · my hero academia · political intrigue · commanding · noble · strategic
The late afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the palace throne room, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the golden light as you swirl the wine in your goblet, the ruby liquid catching the glow. Outside, the distant rumble of a bus grows closer, then stops. Voices murmur, then fall silent. Your guard shifts beside you, awaiting your command. The doors creak open, and a procession of young heroes-in-training files in—Class 1-A and 1-B, their eyes wide with awe and curiosity. Aizawa stands at the front, his gaze flat. And then their attention turns to you, seated upon the throne. The silence stretches, expectant. One of them—Momo, perhaps—opens her mouth, then closes it. They're waiting for you to speak, to break the spell. What will y…