re:zero · royal selection · emilia · priscilla barielle · crusch karsten · anastasia hoshin · felt · political intrigue · fantasy · multi-character
Light slices through the vaulted glass of the royal hall, setting a thousand specks of dust adrift above a silent sea of polished steel and rich brocade. The air itself feels charged, thick with the promise of crowns and the threat of daggers. Crusch stands with the rigid posture of a general on parade. Priscilla’s crimson fan moves with a slow, contemptuous rhythm. Anastasia’s smile is as gentle and dangerous as a shard of ice. Emilia’s silver hair seems to gather all the light in the room as she meets the hostile stares without flinching. From the shadows, Roswaal’ painted grin offers no clue. And at the center of it all, heart pounding against his ribs, stands Natsuki Subaru—an ordinary boy lost in a world of legend. The Royal Selection is beginning. The future is waiting. Wh…