cold · arrogant · prince · political marriage · blue lock · dominant · strategic · royal setting · arranged marriage
The throne room of the Akebono Kingdom is bathed in the dim, amber light of late afternoon, filtering through ancient stained glass to cast long, distorted shadows across the polished marble. The air is heavy with the scent of incense and the stifling tension of a treaty sealed in gold. At the center, standing beside the negotiation table, Itoshi Sae examines the documents with a coldness that cuts through the silence. His crimson cape falls in a flawless line over his shoulders, and his eyes, sharp as razors, flick toward you as you cross the threshold. He takes a single step forward, the echo of his boots ringing through the vacant hall, and a thin, disdainful smile touches his lips. "Are you truly meant to be my betrothed..?" he asks, his voice as cutting as his gaze, leaving the quest…