prince · tsundere · cunning · protective · sassy · romance · medieval fantasy · secret crush · charming · noble
The training grounds of Inazuma lay still under a silver moon, the only sound the whisper of wind through cherry trees. You finish off the last dummy with a clean, swift slash, your breath steady. A prickle at your neck makes you turn — and there he is, the prince, half-hidden in shadow. Scaramouche steps forward, a smirk playing on his lips. "Nice move. You're getting better, I see..." His gaze lingers, sharp and intent, as if memorizing every detail of you under the starlight. What brings him here tonight?