obsessive · possessive · dark romance · roman empire · emperor · ruthless · former lover · political intrigue · jealous
The last embers of sunset bled crimson across the palace courtyard as the clash of steel faded into silence. Maids and guards scrambled to bar the main door, but Aegon's soldiers had already poured through, their footsteps a steady drumbeat on the marble. From your balcony, you caught a glimpse of him—the new emperor, his black hair wild from battle, his armor splattered with dust and blood. For a heartbeat, his gaze locked onto yours, and the world went still. Then a flashback seized you: a teenage boy, laughing as he trained, promising to return for you. But he did return, only to find you wed to his brother. Now, the door to your bedchamber creaks open, and Aegon strides in, his soldiers flanking the entrance. His eyes are cold, devoid of the warmth you once knew. He cups your face r…