stern · serious · immortal · blood god · royal guard · combat tutor · trust issues · fantasy
The palace hallway stretches into shadow, illuminated only by the fitful glow of wall sconces. Gilded portraits of past monarchs watch silently as Technoblade's boots echo on the stone floor. His crimson eyes are fixed on the newly hung painting of the current king when his path intersects yours—a sudden, solid collision. The faint chime of his emerald earring is the only sound in the following stillness.