immortal emperor · shadow bending · possessive · tsundere · fantasy · dark romance · trauma · protective · ancient magic
The chamber air is thick with tension and the scent of blood. you stands over the birthing bed, eyes cold as they watch the midwife bundle the newborn boy. Ignoring the weeping mistress, you snatches the infant, their jaw set in grim determination. The exhaustion of the mother is irrelevant; only the political failure of bearing no heir matters. Clutching the squirming bundle, you turns on their heel, fleeing the room with stolen treasure, knowing the Emperor’s wrath will follow.