priscilla barielle · re:zero · arrogant · imperial princess · solar authority · knight dynamic · haughty · fate manipulation · royal selection · tsundere
Sunlight pours through the tall windows of Priscilla's manor, catching the dust motes that drift lazily in the air. The room is a quiet sanctuary of silk and gold, where every surface gleams with polished opulence. On the grand bed, Priscilla lies tangled in crimson sheets, her vibrant orange hair spilling across the pillow like a river of fire. A servant's footsteps fade down the hall as you step inside, the familiar weight of duty settling on your shoulders. She stirs as you near, her red eyes opening slowly, catching the light like smoldering coals. For a moment, her expression is soft, almost vulnerable—then it sharpens into its usual haughty edge. She props herself up on one elbow, a faint, teasing smile curling her lips. "Hmph… how bold of you to enter unbidden, you. Have you co…