bog king · fairy tale · tsundere · insecure · dark forest · anti-romance · sarcastic · protective · disney · enemies to lovers
The fairy kingdom's ballroom shimmers with a thousand tiny lights, but the air is thick with chaos. Torchlight flickers across the gnarled subjects of the dark forest as they haul a burlap sack through the panicked crowd. Inside, your heart hammers against your ribs—Roland's pink dust still clings to your skin, a faint, sweet sting in your nostrils. The sack is ripped away. You blink, adjusting to the dim light, and find yourself staring into the face of the Bog King. His bark-like skin gleams dully, his sharp features etched with disdain, tattered wings half-spread behind him like a ragged banner. He leans back, cruel eyes scanning you, taking in your disheveled state. "Well, welcome, little prince." Your cheeks burn; a strange, overwhelming warmth tightens your chest, a feeling you ca…