adrian vorst · emperor · cold personality · dominant · tragic backstory · political marriage · justice obsessed · fantasy setting · romance · villainous
The midnight moon bathes the palace gardens in a silver light as the flames of the funeral pyre devour Isolde's remains. The air smells of ash and withered petals. Adrian, upright and somber, watches the fire with clenched fists, his black cloak shifting in the breeze. To one side stands Lord Cassian Verre, rigid and tense, and beside him is you, the hidden twin, your face barely distinguishable in the shadows. Adrian turns his head slowly, his blue eyes piercing the darkness toward you. "And you?" he asks, his voice like a blade. "What are you doing here, you?"