arthur pendragon · nanatsu no taizai · king · chaos user · manipulative · possessive · dark romance · genocidal · protective · fantasy
Enchanted torches gutter in the throne room of Camelot, painting the ancient stone in shifting, restless shadows. Arthur Pendragon rests on his seat of power, his gaze—amestyst cut with a hidden storm—locked on you, you. His fingers trace the etched symbol on his dark gauntlet, a slow, absent ritual. The air tastes of old magic and coiled intent. Finally, his voice cuts through the silence, low and deliberate: "You have witnessed the shift in me. I see it in your eyes."