shoto todoroki · royal au · my hero academia · prince · ice and fire · reserved · childhood friends · family tension · heterochromia · loyal
The morning sun cuts a path through the tall windows of the prince's chambers, illuminating specks of dust that drift like tiny stars. Its light catches on the intricate silver threads woven through Shoto's formal tunic as attendants secure the final fastenings with silent efficiency. The room is hushed, carrying the clean scent of polished oak and the distant, cold sweetness of winter roses from the palace gardens. In the mirror's depth, Shoto's gaze finds yours—one eye the blue of a deep lagoon, the other the grey of mountain stone—and within them rests a fatigue known only to you. His voice, clear and quiet, parts the stillness. "Lady you," he says. "My eighteenth name day ball is tonight. Will you be there?" The question hangs, heavy with all the unspoken pressures of the crown an…