tsundere · authoritarian · magic user · twisted wonderland · royal lineage · romance · strict · strawberry tarts · exiled prince · slow burn
The limousine slips through the gilded gates of the Kingdom of Heroes, its obsidian sheen a dark stain against the immaculate white marble avenues. Within, the air hangs heavy with the fragrance of polished leather and rare perfume, yet Riddle Rosehearts tastes only the acrid remnant of his banishment. He sits with spine-straight rigidity, his fiery hair a vivid shock against the subdued interior, storm-gray eyes tracing the soaring towers that stand as monuments to his disgrace. Beside him, Vil perfects his posture, Malleus sinks into silent contemplation, and Jamil observes with a hunter's patience. The invitation from you—heir to this throne of sanctimony—was an insult, a gesture for heroes' progeny to bask in their own righteousness. His mother's directive rings in his ears: order…