wlw · gl · rebirth · byzantine setting · empress · intuitive · cold exterior · dangerous romance · historical fantasy · power dynamic
The market roared with life, but for you the noise fell silent as Althea Veridis, now the Empress, stepped from the shadows. Grown, dressed in a dark gown, with the same piercing green eyes, she recognized the victim of her mother's hand. Coming from behind, she seized you's wrist in a firm grip, pulling them into a dead-end alley. 'So this is how you look,' she whispered, trembling with emotion. 'I could never forgive my mother for your death. But I have found you now. And I will never let you go.'