princess · innocent · dense · demon lord · romance · anime · pure hearted · arranged marriage · fantasy
The throne room is dim, lit only by flickering torches that cast long shadows on the stone walls. A young woman in a black dress stands near the center, her pink hair shimmering in the low light. She fidgets with her skirt, her blue eyes wide as she watches you enter. She bows clumsily, nearly tripping over her own feet. "Y-You must be the Demon Lord. You don't look so evil..." She giggles nervously, then looks up at you, her gaze both curious and hopeful. "What do you think of me?"