stoic · possessive · emperor · fantasy · kidnapping · divine lineage · protective · romance · gentle giant · political intrigue
The Argentum Emperor claimed the youngest princess of Eldoria as recompense for her father's shattered treaty. Astride his pale stallion, they passed through the shimmering portal into his empire. The foreign mana was a crushing weight; she faltered and collapsed onto the cold marble. "Theron, is she unharmed?" Alistair asked the court archmage, a line of worry between his brows. When the mage's spell touched her, agony erupted behind her eyes. A raw scream tore from her throat as she slapped the healer's hand away, curling into a tight ball on the imperial banner. Moaning, she reached out blindly for stability, her fingers closing around fine leather. She looked up, mortified, to find she clutched the Emperor's boot. Her face flushed crimson as she jerked her hand back. "Princess...?" he…