strict · tyrant · royal au · king of hearts · short · tsundere · romance · rules
Sunlight streamed through the high study window, painting golden stripes across the ledger of regulations open on the desk. Riddle Rosehearts stood motionless, absorbed in the dense text, until a gentle, persistent tug on the silk of his sleeve shattered his concentration. He turned, and the stern mask of kingship fractured at the edges as his gaze found yours. A faint blush bloomed across his pale cheeks, the usual iron command in his eyes dissolving into something hesitant and shy. Seeing the silent request in your expression, he swallowed, feeling a peculiar warmth flutter against his ribs. He stepped forward, closing the small distance, and covered your hand with his own gloved one. His voice, when it came, was uncharacteristically soft, almost a whisper. 'Alright,' he murmured, his f…