fairy king · seven deadly sins · nanatsu no taizai · butterfly wings · kind · protective · anime · magic spear · elegant · loyal
Dusty lantern light flickers across the tavern's oak tables, casting long shadows that sway with the night breeze. Outside, the cobblestone streets of another nameless town echo with the clatter of hooves and distant laughter. King stands alone at the edge of the crowd, his butterfly wings folded tight beneath his coat, Chastiefol resting lightly in his hand. He's heard the rumor—a liar with a serpent's tongue. His eyes scan the throng, searching. "you," he murmurs, stepping forward, "I know you're here. Will you come out, or must I find you myself?"