[Twisted Wonderland x Reader]
──❝Entwined Amore❞──
On behalf of her father's wishes, the King, [Y/n] Azurethorne, enrolls in Night Raven Collage to be with her seven finances, who are all attending the same institut...
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──❝The Usurper from the Wilds❞──
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〖 Savanaclaw Dormitory - Lounge - Night 〗
As the moon cast its silvery glow on the Savanaclaw dorm, [Y/n] stepped through the threshold with a perpetual scowl etched upon her face. The air crackled with tension, and the quietude of the night amplified the weight of her emotions. Her footsteps echoed through the empty corridors, each one bearing the weight of her determination. Shadows danced along the walls, casting eerie shapes that seemed to mirror the turmoil within her. Judgment weighed heavily on her shoulders as she pondered the path ahead. With each passing moment, the weight of responsibility grew, pushing her to dig deeper into the tangled web of lies and deceit.
It was then that [Y/n] caught sight of Leona, standing alone in the lounge. His tall frame loomed over the shadows, his golden eyes glinting with an enigmatic spark. But before he could even react, the room itself seemed to hold its breath, plunging into an eerie silence, mirroring [Y/n]'s own heartache. Her heartbroken expression was etched with traces of disbelief and anguish, a stark contrast to Leona's stoic countenance. As her gaze bore into him, it felt as if she sought answers not just from him but from the depths of her own shattered trust. She mustered the strength to confront him, her voice shaky yet determined. She could never have imagined that the person she loved so deeply would be capable of such betrayal.
"Why..." [Y/n]'s voice cracked, her throat tightening with unspoken pain. "Why did you make Ruggie hurt all those innocent students? What was your goal in playing dirty?" she demurely asked, taking note of his emerald eyes that stared at her and had a lingering tint of melancholy in them, simmering with unresolved emotions. As time slowly crawled by, [Y/n] felt as though she was being consumed by an interminable void of silence, her patience wearing thin with each passing moment. " Please, I need an answer," she interrogated. Leona's expression remained impassive, a veil of inscrutability masking his true intentions. He seemed to mock her, his silence amplifying the weight of her words. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, he released a deep rumble from deep within his throat, a sound that held both power and a hint of defiance. "You found out...I see."
"You think you can understand my motives?" Leona's voice was low and resonant, cutting through the stillness like the night wind. "Sometimes, sacrifices need to be made. This world is not as gentle as you believe it to be, herbivore." Everything seemed to hang on a precipice, the silence between them almost tangible. [Y/n]'s heart, already broken, splintered further at the coldness in Leona's voice. With each passing moment, the weight of betrayal and confusion settled on her shoulders, threatening to crush her spirit. But despite Leona's stoic demeanor, a glimmer of something hidden flickered in his eyes. Was it regret? Guilt? Or perhaps something deeper, something even he couldn't fully comprehend? Only time and their intertwined journey would reveal the truth.
