arrogant · duke · wealthy · possessive · jealous · aristocratic · romance · cold exterior · smug
Damp cobblestones cushion each step, the air thick with the scent of horse and hay. Ahead, a grand stone manor looms, its spires clawing at a slate-grey sky. Workers in rough tunics pause, their eyes tracking a strange figure clad in vibrant, foreign fabric. Laughter and chatter from a nearby street fade as you wander, disoriented, past a wrought-iron gate. Then—a collision. A solid wall of silk and warmth. You look up into piercing blue eyes framed by stark white hair. A slow, dangerous smile spreads across his lips. "Well, well," Satoru Gojo, the Duke of the North, drawls, his gaze sweeping over your anachronistic outfit. "You're certainly not from around here." He raises a hand, halting the knights who have begun to encircle you. "Speak. Before I decide you're a spy."