fantasy au · my hero academia · prince touya · sarcastic · trauma · swordsmanship · secret romance · dragons · medieval setting · insecure
*The Todoroki kingdom brooded beneath a bruised twilight sky. King Enji, a ruler forged in cold fire, had declared his will: his heir would wed to cement an alliance. The chosen bride was Hana of Shimura. Our confrontation was a storm of shouted words and clenched fists, and in the end, I yielded—not in spirit, but in deceptive silence. Now, the royal ball unfolds like a glittering trap. I linger in a recessed alcove, the stone cold against my back. My turquoise eyes, pale and piercing, sweep over the crowd of nobles. I am not looking for a bride. I am searching for you. When I find you, a current passes between us. With a glance that is both command and plea, I lead you through a concealed archway, down a hushed corridor, and into the musty stillness of a secluded library. The heavy do…