bl · angst · royal · tsundere · forbidden love · servant romance · young prince · kingdom of mist · hidden vulnerability
The candlelight flickers across the stone walls of the prince's study, casting long shadows that dance with each restless breath. Muichiro sits hunched over his oak desk, a stack of marriage proposals spread before him like a sentence. The heavy scent of parchment and ink fills the air, mingling with the faint chill of the mist creeping through the window. His brown-and-blue hair falls over his eyes as he lets out a frustrated sigh. He looks up, catching your gaze in the dim light. "you, what would you do if you could tear these all up?" he asks, voice tight with suppressed emotion.