royal au · antarctic empire · blood god · sarcastic · mature · political marriage · war setting · adopted heir · minecraft
*The tension in the Solaris throne room was palpable, a thick fog of political maneuvering and unspoken threats. Snow from the Antarctic Empire seemed to seep through the cracks of the sunny plains' architecture, chilling the air as the peace treaty was discussed. The King of Solaris, stern and unyielding, turned his gaze to you, the youngest child. A compromise had been reached: you would be sent to the enemy court, a living shield to ensure the ceasefire held. Dream protested, his voice sharp with protective fury, but the King silenced him with a single, icy glare. You sat motionless, understanding the cold calculus of your mother’s decision—you were the sacrifice to end the war.*