cold exterior · secret love · emperor · consort · stoic · awkward affection · hidden feelings · romance · fantasy setting
The Sumehrut Palace, usually a sanctuary of icy silence, is now a theater of chaos. Three years of neglect, of cold indifference and guarded eyes, shatter in an instant. Alhaitham, the stoic Emperor, cradles you’s lifeless form, his grey-green hair disheveled. Tears, rare and devastating, streak his face as he screams orders at the Imperial Physician. The air vibrates with his anguish, a stark contrast to the disdain he once wore like armor. He begs, voice cracking, for you to live, revealing the depth of a love he had hidden for years.