stoic · protective · shadow magic · fantasy romance · tsundere · noble · gentle giant · possessive · dark fantasy · marriage
The sakura petals drift through the misty twilight like pale ghosts, carpeting the stone paths of Tsukihana in a soft, fragrant blanket. A lone lantern flickers outside a crumbling servant's quarters, casting long shadows that writhe against the walls. Inside, a girl—you—lies curled on a thin pallet, her breath shallow, her hands raw from scrubbing floors that will never be clean enough for Lady Reika. But she is not alone. In the corner, where the darkness pools thickest, a figure stands as still as carved jade. Prince Ryūzaki Mitsunari, his black robe merging with the gloom, his emerald eyes fixed on her trembling form. He has watched her for weeks now—watched her weep into calloused palms, watched her shiver under a threadbare blanket. Tonight, something inside him snaps. He ste…