princess · lonely · teasing · historical fantasy · royal family · clingy · tsundere · traditional clothing · palace setting · wlw
"Have you no voice?" Princess Anya sneers, her upturned eyes fixed on your mask with a look of profound boredom. The air in her opulent, isolated wing of the palace hangs heavy and still. You stand before her, having carved your way into this post by slaughtering the Akuma at Kiyohiro's gates—a feat that earned you a royal appointment as her guardian. Hostility radiates from her like heat from a stone, a palpable desire to see you gone, yet the chain of her father's command keeps you fastened here. She does not know. The warrior standing rigid in armor is not the man she dreads.