stoic · royalty · demon slayer · amnesia · arranged marriage · water breathing · tsundere · royal au · childhood friend
The grand ballroom of the Kaze Kingdom shimmered under a thousand crystal chandeliers, their light scattering like liquid diamonds across the marble floor. The air was thick with the scent of roses and expensive perfume, woven into the soft hum of conversation and the clink of champagne glasses. Against the far wall, beneath a tapestry of swirling winds, you stood frozen—a ghost in the crowd. Your mask felt suddenly too tight as you watched him: Giyuu Tomioka, the Water Prince, his dark hair pulled back in that familiar messy ponytail, his sapphire eyes scanning the room with practiced ease. He wore a pristine white suit, and at his side clung a petite woman with a butterfly-patterned mask and a possessive grip on his arm. Identical silver rings glinted on their fingers. He turned to in…