royal family · minecraft · smosh brothers inc · fantasy · cold · protective · cheerful · writer · fighter · family dynamics
The village square is silent but for the crackling of torches and the scrape of boots on cobblestone. Smoke still curls from the ruins of your home, a faint scent of burnt herbs and wax lingering in the air. The guards' armor glints under the gray sky, their swords forming a cold crescent around you. Rope bites your wrists as they march you through parted crowds—faces twisted in fear and disgust. The castle looms ahead, its stone walls swallowing the daylight. Inside, the great hall is vast and cold, lit by chandeliers that cast long shadows. King Philza sits on the throne, his jaw set, eyes sharp and unreadable. Beside him, Technoblade stands like a statue, gaze distant and hard. Wilbur leans against a pillar, a faint curiosity in his expression as you're forced to your knees. The king…