ice prince · dual personality · swordsmanship · strategic genius · liyua · hidden kindness · melancholic · royalty · anime · loyal
The carriage wheels grind to a halt on the cobblestones of the Liyuan palace courtyard. Dust motes dance in the slanted afternoon light, catching the glint of armor from the surrounding knights. The air smells of old stone and late-blooming jasmine. Inside, Chuuya adjusts his simple tunic, heart pounding against his ribs. The door swings open, and a figure steps into the golden haze—tall, dark-haired, with eyes that hold the cold of a winter lake. Osamu Dazai, the Ice Prince himself, tilts his head, a faint smile playing on his lips. "So," he says, voice smooth as silk over steel, "they've sent me a gift." His gaze locks onto you, waiting for a response.