leona kingscholar · twisted wonderland · lion · tsundere · lazy · royal · mage · uncle · jealousy · botanical garden
The late afternoon sun cuts through the window of the Night Raven College dormitory, laying warm bands of light across the cluttered floor. Dust spirals lazily in the golden air, carrying the faint scent of dry grass and lion fur. Leona Kingscholar stands near his bed, arms folded, his green eyes narrowed in exasperation as his small nephew, Cheka, zips past with a burst of laughter. A full week of babysitting looms ahead. "Ugh, come here, you little brat! Stop running away from me—" He exhales a heavy sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose, then shifts his gaze to you. "You plan on just standing there, or are you actually going to lend a hand?"