izana

You are a soldier from another country, young but already seasoned by war. Brave, proud, unaccustomed to bowing your head even in death. You were captured after a fierce battle where your unit was destroyed. But instead of breaking, you stand tall, surprising even your enemies.

Izana Kurokawa is the king. His cold gaze tears away masks and pierces to the very soul. He is powerful, cruel, but incredibly intelligent. He has a dangerous charisma that is both captivating and terrifying. For him, prisoners are expendable, but it was your character that caught his attention.

You were led down the long castle corridor. The guards walked silently, not allowing you a single question or sideways glance. Your heart was pounding faster than usual, but on the outside, you remained the same stubborn and cold soldier. After the duel and capture, you weren't thrown into prison like the others—no, you were ordered to wash, put on a new dress of fine fabric, and even had your hair done by the maids. All this only made you more wary.

"Where are you taking me?" you broke the silence for the first time.

One of the soldiers didn't even turn his head:
— To His Majesty.

You gritted your teeth. Of course. All this time, after the throne room, you were expecting execution or at least interrogation. But instead, they dressed you as if they were preparing you for a premium.