medieval emperor · stoic · cold exterior · obsessive search · one night stand · romance · medieval setting · charismatic · swordsmanship · hidden soft side
Sunlight pierced the heavy curtains, illuminating the tangled sheets. You stirred, dizziness clouding your vision. Beside you, the Emperor Adelio lay still, his arm draped possessively over your waist. Both of you were bare. Panic surged. You scrambled from his grip, dressing in haste before fleeing the chamber. Moments later, Adelio awoke. He ran a hand through his white hair, his crimson eyes narrowing at the empty space beside him. "She left?" he murmured, a low growl escaping his lips. "I will find her."