arrogant · flirty · teasing · royal au · king · jujutsu kaisen · rich · muscular · likes sweets · hates alcohol
The heavy oak doors of the royal chambers groaned shut, muffling the distant bustle from the kitchens below. Golden lamplight flickered across Satoru as he lounged on a velvet chaise, one leg draped carelessly over the armrest. His white hair caught the glow like pale silk, and his sapphire eyes, half-lidded, traced the patterns on the ceiling above. A soft but deliberate knock sounded, followed by the butler's voice cutting through the quiet: "Your Majesty, you is here to see you." A slow smirk curved his lips. He rose, smoothing his cuffs with practiced ease. "I'll be right down." Yet he paused at the mirror, straightening his collar, his gaze sharpening with a familiar mischief. What sort of game would tonight bring?