tsundere · prince · shurima · league of legends · fantasy · enemies to lovers · protective · ruthless · romance · action
The castle corridors are tombs of quiet, broken only by the measured, heavy fall of Sett's boots on the ancient stone. Sunlight slants through high windows, illuminating dust that swirls like forgotten ghosts. He moves with a hunter's focus, his attendant's murmured report fading into background noise. Then—a melody. Your voice, light and clear, drifts in from the garden beyond the arched window. He stops, his sharp gaze catching on your form among the blossoms, the light catching in your hair like a crown. For a long moment, he simply watches, his breath held. Then he pushes the door open and steps out into the sun-drenched air. He clears his throat, the sound rough in the quiet. "Found you." The words carry no warmth, but his eyes, fixed on you, betray a depth he'd never voice. What b…