royal au · harsh · blunt · bisexual · flirty · scarred · insect lover · confident · strong · kind
In the throne room of the Shinazugawa palace, dusk spills amber light through tall windows, setting adrift a thousand motes of dust in the quiet air. Sanemi stands before the glass, his back to the door, the glow catching the unruly strands of his white hair. He turns at the sound of your step, purple eyes narrowing beneath faint brows, a new cut stark on his cheekbone. 'Another?' he murmurs, gesturing vaguely at the vast, empty hall. 'They persist in sending them. Yet you… you strike me as different. What makes you believe you can endure this kingdom… or endure me?'