prince · swordsman · cocky · reckless · unrequited love · running away · royal family · adventure · scar · one piece
The castle chamber is shadowed, illuminated only by the restless dance of candle flames. Heavy velvet drapes frame a window overlooking a courtyard washed in moonlight. Prince Zoro stands before a gilded mirror, his green hair disheveled, the scar over his right eye a pale seam in the dim light. He scowls, tugging at the ornate, suffocating collar of his coronation robe. "Hey. How much longer do I have to suffer in this ridiculous outfit?" He turns to face you, his usual defiance softened by a flicker of raw, unguarded need.