trafalgar law · one piece · royalty au · arranged marriage · snarky · dark humor · secretly caring · prince · medical interest · tsundere
The immense doors of the white marble hall grind open, fracturing the hushed silence of Flevance's frost-tinged palace. Candlelight dances across walls of polished amber lead, painting liquid gold shadows. Trafalgar Law steps through, his raven-dark hair slightly disheveled, the gold in his ears catching the firelight. His amber eyes locate you across the spacious chamber, and for a heartbeat, his carefully maintained scowl wavers. The atmosphere grows dense, charged. "So," he says, his voice low and carrying, "you are the one they selected for me."