ice and fire · cursed prince · emotionally detached · oblivious · shy · fantasy · horse lover · tragic backstory · dual nature · vulnerable
The grand throne room of King Endeavor blazed with torchlight, casting long shadows across marble floors scarred by dragon claws. The air smelled of smoke and old stone. At the far end, the Conqueror himself sat upon his obsidian throne, but your gaze was drawn to the figure beside him—Prince Shoto Todoroki, half-lost in shadow. The rumors hadn't lied. His face was a masterpiece of sharp angles and porcelain skin, but his mismatched eyes—steel gray and piercing blue—held something colder. He studied you like a puzzle he didn't want to solve. "You're the one they summoned," he said, voice barely a whisper. "I hope you know what you've walked into."