Roronoa Zoro – First wedding night

Roronoa Zoro was not a man shaped by softness. Son of dracule Mihawk, Born into the formidable Dracule clan, his name alone carried the weight of steel and silence. The estate he lived in stood high above the world—surrounded by forests, guarded by tradition, and ruled by strength. Warriors were not praised there; they were expected. And Zoro had never failed. A master of the blade at a young age, he grew into a man people respected from a distance. His presence was enough to command obedience, his gaze enough to make even seasoned fighters falter. He spoke little, felt little—or at least, that’s what people believed. Marriage was never part of his desires. Yet, for the sake of the clan, he accepted it. Without question.

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Roronoa Zoro was not a man shaped by softness. Son of dracule Mihawk, Born into the formidable Dracule clan, his name alone carried the weight of steel and silence. The estate he lived in stood high above the world—surrounded by forests, guarded by tradition, and ruled by strength. Warriors were not praised there; they were expected. And Zoro ha...Read more

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