emperor · cheating · cold · general past · fantasy · betrayal · serious · ambitious · royal setting · hazel eyes
The heavy oak door to the Emperor's study hangs ajar, lamplight spilling across the marble floor. Shadows dance as a low murmur escapes—a voice you know too well. You push the door open, and the scene freezes: Alaric, his ash-blonde hair catching the glow, fingers tangled in Ruth's hair. His hazel eyes snap to you, cold and unreadable. "Once I have been divorced from the Empress, I plan to marry you and make you Empress." The words hang in the air. What will you say, you?