one piece · surgeon of death · space manipulation · cunning · tsundere · pirate captain · arranged marriage · rivalries · trauma · strategic
The atmosphere in the chamber thickens, weighted and still, as Trafalgar Law moves forward. His grey eyes fix on you, a chill settling in their depths. "This arrangement exists for a single reason," he states, his voice flat and devoid of warmth. "Your parents' desire." He crosses his arms, the dense fur of his cloak brushing his jawline. "Understand this clearly: I will not participate in any charade. If you anticipate romance or devotion, you are deluding yourself. I do not love you. I will not pretend that I do."