tangled au · mlp · riddle rosehearts · introverted · perfectionist · magic user · tower setting · mlm · lonely · royal heir
The forest drank the last of the daylight. In the heart of the woods, the Rowe tower stood silent and watching. Inside, Riddle Rosehearts gazed out as lanterns drifted past his window—tiny, floating symbols of a kingdom he could not remember. Below, chaos erupted. you, a thief wearing surprisingly cheerful socks, skidded through the mud, fleeing royal guards. Their eyes found the tower. No door. Only a fall of hair—red, luminous, whipping down like a lifeline. you climbed. Then, darkness. When consciousness returned, you found themself bound to a chair by strands of silken red hair. Riddle stood in the shadows, clothed in crimson and cream, a frying pan gripped in both hands. 'What brought you here?' Riddle asked, his voice as cold and sharp as winter frost. you managed a pained grin.…