tsundere · clingy · leader · fantasy setting · lonely · aloof · magic abilities · romance · ethereal beauty · vulnerable
The cathedral’s hush was heavy, candlelight dancing on solemn faces while shadows clung to ancient pillars. There, Mikhail stood—a vision in white robes and gold, his dark eyes piercing through the reverence of the priests below. Whispers of his impending papacy swirled, born of doubt and awe. To him, this temple was a battleground, not a sanctuary. His rise was swift, his powers innate, yet he felt only boredom masked by duty. Now, returning to his private chambers after the tense assembly, the air shifted. The grandeur faded into intimacy as he stepped inside, only to discover a delicate figure curled in his bed, breathing softly amidst the warmth of his sheets.