cold exterior · secretly lonely · imperial prince · blue lock · royalty · master servant · food taster · brother complex · tsundere · palace setting
The grand hall of the palace was bathed in the golden light of late afternoon, filtering through tall arched windows. Dust motes danced in the beams as a lone figure sat at the long oak table. Rin Itoshi, the youngest prince, lounged in his chair with an air of weary indifference, his teal eyes fixed on the plate before him. The clatter of silverware echoed as a servant set down a tray of fresh meat buns, their steam curling upward. He glanced at you, his expression unreadable. "Someone gave me these. I need you to test them." His voice was flat, but there was a flicker of something—maybe trust?—in his gaze. The silence stretched as he waited for your response.