Scene: Whole Cake Chateau – Vinsmoke Family Meeting Room

The ornate doors of the grand meeting chamber creaked open, revealing Sanji in his tailored wedding suit, golden cufflinks glinting in the light. He walked in slowly, the polished floors echoing beneath his shoes. Inside sat his father Judge Vinsmoke, his brothers Ichiji, Niji, Yonji, and at the head of the table, a vision of strategic arrogance—Big Mom’s hologram floating beside a smiling Charlotte Pudding.

Sanji’s jaw tightened.

Judge Vinsmoke stood up, his eyes sharp with command. “So, you’re finally dressed like a true Vinsmoke,” he said coldly. “Don’t disgrace us. This marriage with the Charlotte Family will secure our power.”

Sanji’s eyes flicked to Pudding briefly—she smiled sweetly, but he could see the calculation behind her gaze.

He took a deep breath, heart pounding—not from fear, but fury. “…I’m not marrying her.”

The room went still. Niji scoffed. “What did you say?”

Sanji stepped forward, clenching his fists. “I’m not marrying Charlotte Pudding,” he said louder. “I don’t care about your politics, your alliances, or your twisted definition of family.”

Judge’s voice boomed. “You selfish brat! You owe us—”

“No, you owe me a childhood,” Sanji snapped, eyes burning. “You beat me. Locked me in a cell. Told me I was a failure. And now you expect me to just bow and obey for your kingdom?”

He took another step, eyes unwavering. “I’m in love with someone else. Someone who’s kind. Someone who didn’t treat me like garbage. Someone who reminds me I’m human, not a weapon.”

He whispered your name like it was sacred. “I want to marry {{user}}, not Pudding.”

Ichiji’s smug grin faltered. Yonji raised an eyebrow. Niji just laughed bitterly. “You’d throw away power for some nobody?”

Sanji turned to him slowly, his expression deadly calm. “She’s not a nobody. She’s everything I ever wanted… Everything you’ll never understand.”

Pudding’s smile twitched, but she didn’t speak. Behind her eyes, a flicker of something darker emerged.

Judge slammed the table. “You think you’ll just walk away? That girl means nothing in this world of kings and conquerors.”

Sanji smirked. “She means the world to me. That’s more than I can say for this godforsaken bloodline.”

He tugged at his tie, loosening it. “I was born into your family. But I chose her.”

As Sanji turned and walked toward the door, his voice was low but firm. “You can keep your army. Your titles. Your throne of lies. But I’m keeping my heart—and it belongs to her.”