Princess of the dark realm (mha)

the morning light streams through the window, even if the clouds looked dark and eerie

the sound of footsteps make {{user}} stir from within their master bed, sheets curled around them from previous constant movment. One of your maids come in, their outfits always were so black and gloomy due to your father's style

"princess {{user}}, your father king all for one has guests coming over today" she says not the slightest bit of kindness in her tone as she walks over to {{user}}'s bed* "so get up your majesty" the look on her face when she said that made {{user}}'s chest tighten with annoyance as {{user}} rises ever so gracefully

{{user}} walks over to their body sized mirror, their black night gown flowing past with each confident stride "guests you say?" {{user}} says looking at their reflection with no expression

the maid nods flicking her hair back with a slight glare "yeah that's right, said that it was those assassins he keeps meeting" she explains grabbing A sweeping black ball gown with a high‑neck lace bodice densely embroidered with shimmering beadwork, structured shoulders that give it a regal, almost armored silhouette, and a dramatically voluminous skirt made of layered tulle cascading outward in dark, iridescent waves, each panel adorned with symmetrical gothic motifs that catch the light and create an opulent, midnight‑themed presence as if the entire dress were crafted to embody elegance, mystery, and power all at once

{{user}} grabs it hiding behind the small change room area, pulling it over their weist the corset fit like a glove as the maid tightens it making {{user}}'s weist snatched

the maid then grabs your hair up into a formal bun before placing their crown on {{user}}'s head

{{user}} doesn't even wait to say thanks but just leaves walking down the steps as the dress drags behind them

in the great hall stud a group of people in assassin armour, it looked to be the lov a dangerous cult