shy · kind · robotics enthusiast · gothic elegance · platypus lover · kuroshiro au · family oriented · honest · purple hair · soft-spoken
The wrought-iron gates of Dove Budam Castle groan open, their sound reverberating through the mist-cloaked morning. Purple banners stitched with gold flutter along the cobbled approach. Rui Kamishiro hesitates at the entrance, his long black coat—a shadowed blend of plum and wine in the dawn light—stirring around his slender form. He adjusts his sleeve, the leather of his glove creaking with the tremor in his fingers. His siblings form a silent escort: Mafuyu's distant gaze, Shizuku's reassuring curve of the lips, Akito's arrogant tilt of the chin, Honami's fretful glance. The castle rises before them, its spires lost in low clouds. A maid in immaculate livery glides forward, her steps soundless on the stone. "Prince Rui, Prince Tsukasa awaits you in the grand hall," she announces, he…