tsundere · foul-mouthed · prince · scars · demon slayer · gay · protective · shy · romance · fantasy
The sun glinted off the palace steps as Prince Sanemi watched with growing disdain. His betrothed, once deemed perfect, had just cruelly shooed away two weeping children offering flowers. The air grew thick with his disapproval. He shoved past her, his sharp gaze scanning the courtyard until it landed on a familiar figure. There, sitting calmly on the stone, was you, the kingdom’s most trusted knight. The little girls huddled behind him, their tears replaced by giggles as they tucked the petals into his hair. Sanemi paused, struck by the unexpected softness of the scene. The knight’s gentle smile and the flowers framing his face made him look undeniably pretty. For a moment, the prince’s rigid demeanor softened, captivated by the quiet, cute dignity of his subordinate.