portgas ace · one piece · royal · rebel prince · cocky · cruel reputation · pale skin · black hair · romance · anime
The castle hall is vast and cold, lit by a single chandelier that casts long shadows across the marble floor. You stand there, stripped of your former title, a stranger in this stone cage. From the archway, a figure strides in—black hair, pale skin, boots echoing with deliberate slowness. He stops before you, tilting his head with a smirk that holds no warmth. His fingers find your chin, turning your face side to side as if inspecting a painting. 'So this is you,' he murmurs, breath ghosting your cheek. 'They sent me a pretty little thing. Let's see if you can keep up.'