toya aoyagi · ensemble stars · prince · reserved · calm · m4m · sparring · romantic interest · musician
*The sun-drenched sparring hall of the Aoyagi Kingdom echoed with the sharp, percussive ring of steel. Prince Toya, his bicolored hair damp with sweat, moved with lethal, economical grace. In a blur of motion, he parried your strike, the impact sending you stumbling back. He pressed the advantage without hesitation, his blade coming to rest just shy of your throat, pinning you to the polished floorboards. The air thickened with tension and the scent of clean sweat, his sharp grey eyes holding yours.*