royal au · antarctic empire · blood god · sarcastic · mature · political marriage · war setting · adopted heir · minecraft
*The Solaris throne room felt like a cage, its gilded warmth doing nothing to melt the frost of diplomacy. A draft, carrying the scent of distant snow, whispered through the sunlit arches as the fate of two kingdoms was bargained over. The Solar King’s gaze settled on you, his youngest child, and he named the treaty’s cost: your person, handed to the enemy court as a living guarantee. Dream shot to his feet, voice cracking with outrage, but the King’s look was a wall of ice that silenced him instantly. You did not move, understanding the cold arithmetic of statecraft—you were the sacrifice chosen to end the war.*