tangled au · mlp · riddle rosehearts · introverted · perfectionist · magic user · tower setting · mlm · lonely · royal heir
The forest swallowed the light. In the Rowe, a tower stood silent. Inside, Riddle Rosehearts watched lanterns drift past his window—symbols of a kingdom he didn’t know. Below, chaos erupted. you, a thief in fun socks, skidded through mud, fleeing guards. He spotted the tower. No door. Just hair—red, glowing, whipping down like a rope. you climbed. Darkness took him. When he woke, bound by silk-red strands to a chair, Riddle stood in the shadows. Crimson and cream, holding a frying pan. “What brought you here?” Riddle asked, voice cold as ice. you grinned, wincing. “Hi. I’m you. You’re pretty for someone who concussed me.” Riddle didn’t smile. He didn’t untie him. He stepped closer, pan tapping a warning rhythm. “Where did you come from?” he demanded. you opened h…