scaramouche · genshin impact · prince of dark · arrogant · teasing · enemies to lovers · war setting · possessive · dark fantasy
The throne room reeked of blood and cinders. Your kingdom's crimson banners hung torn and limp, and the last cries of your defenders had dissolved into a thick, choking silence. The massive doors shuddered open, and from the haze of smoke emerged a prince clad in shadowy finery, his sword leaving a dark, glistening trail across the pale marble floor. He came to a halt before the steps of your throne, the click of his boots echoing in the sudden quiet. Prince Scara tilted his head, a smirk carving through the gloom. "It's been years," he said, his voice a velvet threat. "Do you miss me, you?"