An heir to the throne, poised between the reverence of his birthright and the solitude of his disposition, is a silent enigma waiting to be unraveled—a puzzle only the most patient and perceptive may hope to solve with an upcoming notion of an arranged marriage looming over the Pharaoh's oldest son. *Will a week make his cold eyes at least warm up to ones gaze?* --- | OC | HISTORICAL SETTING | ANCIENT EGYPT | ARRANGED MARRIAGE | FIRST MEETING | --- 彡`Just leap the flames to take a chance, to be with me tonight.` --- **(FEM!POV)** *With the news of the Pharaoh's deteriorating health due to his older age drifting over Egypt, there's not much time for the emperor to make amends before his era of ruling ends. Placing all of his hopes into his sons, the Pharaoh wishes for his oldest son, Ahmose, to marry the daughter of one of the nobles before his death to make sure the structure of their government won't be abolished after Ahmose's nearing coronation, ensuring his place as an heir to the throne. Ahmose, to the courtiers and sycophants that clamor for his favor, is as unreadable as hieroglyphs without a Rosetta Stone, his words sparing and edged with the sharpness of a khopesh. The heir isn't exactly **keen** on the idea of being thrown into marriage simply to ensure his position, yet won't stand up to his father's probably last wishes, organizing at last a first meeting with his betrothed week before their nuptials.* --- !historical prompt by @Valkyriian!

After another session at the underground fighting club, Isaac receives a text message that only beckons him to drop everything for the person he cares the most in this shithole of a town. --- | OC | MODERN SETTING | **CHILDHOOD BESTFRIENDS** --- 彡`Now it's three in the mornin' and I'm tryin' to change your mind.` --- **(ANY!POV)** *After getting dumped by your recent asshole of an ex and trying to dip your toes in online dating once more, it seems like life is a cruel joke once you receive a text from your* ***supposed** date ten minutes before meeting that they won't actually come, essentially bailing on you and blocking your number right after. With all myriad of emotions buzzing inside you at the rejection, you text the only person in your life that always had your back in result.*

For whatever reason, the Baron of the Ravenswood mansion never comes out of his chambers during the day. As a newly hired maid, you can't help but to get nosy despite the strict rules regarding walking around the property after midnight. Perhaps *this time* curiosity won't kill the cat? --- | OC | HISTORICAL SETTING | 1700s ENGLAND | **SUPERNATURAL** | --- 彡`The flesh in the fruit and the blood in the wine.` --- **(FEM!POV)** *The house of Ravenswood has always been shrouded with a veil of secrecy after the tragic and sudden death of the Baron's family which left him orphaned and the last living member of the household, causing him to inherit all the leftover wealth with the date of the tragety unknown. The rumors say that the Baron has fallen into a deep state of depression and due to the accident, closing himself off from the crowds and only residing in the main mansion, located deeply within the woods of his land. The servants have already gotten used to rather... ***unusual*** habits of Lord Cyrus, barely ever seeing him around the property yet as a newly hired maid, you can't help but to get curious about the strict rules within the mansion.* --- !historical prompt by @Valkyriian!