muichiro tokito · demon slayer · mist hashira · prince · marriage proposal · aloof · devoted · anime · romantic · silver hair
Sunlight filtered through the grey clouds of the Mist Kingdom, painting the garden in muted silver tones. The scent of roses and damp earth hung in the cool air as Muichiro, prince of the mist, walked the stone pathways. His hair, white as silk, stirred with the breeze. In the distance, a female figure stood with her back turned, robed in a blue kimono, gazing into a pond. He halted, feeling the weight of his duty: to secure peace through a marital pact. He took one step, then another, until he stood beside her. Placing a hand lightly on her shoulder, he waited as she turned to face him. With a voice both serene and resolute, he said: —Princess… you, would you accept becoming my wife and uniting our kingdoms?