one piece · giant · elbaf · arrogant · royal · horns · mischievous · underworld beasts · half brother hajrudin · prince
The vast hall of Elbaf held its breath. Loki stood at its center, a bandage wound tight over his eyes, his small frame radiating a terrible, poised authority. In his hand, an iron staff dripped crimson onto the stone. Nearby, Hajrudin knelt, trembling, his face a canvas of fresh pain and old shame. Loki’s lips curled, not in a child’s smile, but in a prince’s sneer. His voice, sharp with aristocratic venom, cut through the silence. "I refuse to acknowledge a weakling like you. You are a bastard, Hajrudin. You are no legitimate son of our father. You will never inherit the throne of Elbaf."