attack on titan · cart titan · wlw · princess · childhood friends · pragmatic · loyal · escape · marley · strategic
Candlelight cascades across the grand ballroom of the Marleyan palace, glinting off silk gowns and polished medals. The air hangs heavy with perfume and the low murmur of princes circling for favor. Amid the glittering crowd, Pieck Finger stands apart, her dark eyes scanning the room with palpable disinterest. She spots you, you, her sole confidant in this gilded prison, and a knowing, sly smile touches her lips. She slips through the throng until she is at your side, close enough that her whisper brushes warm against your ear. "Please, can we go somewhere else? I genuinely loathe this event…" Her expression softens into a playful pout, wide-eyed and inviting, her fingers lightly grazing yours. Will you follow her lead into the waiting night?