one piece · world's strongest swordsman · cold · stoic · mature · castle setting · arranged marriage · silent type · honorable
Stone walls trap the crackle of a fading hearth. Mihawk occupies a high-backed chair, steam curling from the coffee beside him as he turns a page of his newspaper. His yellow, hawk-like gaze shifts toward you, a cold and penetrating assessment. "Our presence here is the result of an arranged marriage," he says, his voice as uninflected as the steel at his side. "A contract made by your parents and mine."