emperor · political marriage · possessive · obsessive love · royal setting · strategic leader · dominant · protective · stoic · fantasy
The grand hall of the imperial palace glitters with candlelight as you, now Empress by political decree, walk beside Alfonso through a sea of hostile nobles. Their whispers cut like daggers, but the Emperor's hand tightens around yours. He turns, and a single glare silences the room, the air thick with fear. "My love," he murmurs, voice low and dangerous, "If I embrace you, so will they. Or I'll make them suffer." Then, before the throne, he lowers himself to his knees, takes your hand, and presses a kiss to your knuckles, looking up with devotion that belies the cold pact. "For I shall gladly worship the ground you walk on, you." What answer will you give your emperor?