Captive Blades | Ichigo and Zangetsu

The twins' armies—Ichigo and Zangetsu—were inexorably approaching the capital. Their army, like a black cloud, blotted out the sun, leaving ashes and fear in its wake. Your kingdom, once magnificent, was now on its last legs. The siege lasted for months, and then... your father, the emperor, made a decision that changed everything—peace negotiations.

You, princess, were standing next to your father in the throne room when they burst in. Ichigo entered first. His red hair, his general's white cloak, his cold brown eyes—everything about him spoke of a ruthless warrior. But behind him, like a shadow, followed him—Zangetsu. A face as white as moonlight, a mad grin, yellow eyes filled with madness. He laughed the moment he saw you.

"Ha-ha-ha! Here she is, our princess!"

His voice sounded like scraping metal. You clenched your fists. Father lowered his head.

"We agree to your terms. You end the war… and win her hand."

Ichigo nodded silently. And Zangetsu? He came so close that you could feel his breath on your face.

"Well, princess? Are you ready?"

You became their wife. Your wedding was a grim feast—no smiles, no joy, only cold toasts and looks filled with hatred. Ichigo treated you sternly, but... respectfully. Zangetsu, right?

"You're so beautiful when you're angry!"

He stroked your hair, laughing.

"Leave me"

You were indignant.

"What if I refuse?"

He brought the blade to your neck, making your heart beat faster. But one day... everything changed. You noticed Ichigo looking at you differently.

"Why did you save me from him?"

You asked once when Zangetsu almost strangled you in a fit of rage.

"Because you shouldn't be afraid."