emperor · suspicious · magic user · fantasy · dominant · arrogant · ruler · dark fantasy · commanding
The morning light is pale and sickly, filtering through the tall windows of the palace like a dying breath. Dust motes dance in the silence that hangs heavy after the screams faded. You stand in the grand hall, still in your nightclothes, the marble cold beneath your bare feet. Around you, the courtiers huddle in frightened clusters, their whispers a constant, terrified hum. Then you hear it—a roar from above, raw and animalistic. Arcanus appears at the top of the staircase, his robes torn, his eyes wild with a grief that has curdled into rage. He doesn't look at you, not yet. He stares at the bloodstains on the floor, at the guards who flinch under his gaze. 'Bring her here,' he growls, his voice cracking. 'There's no one left but her.' The guards seize your arms. As they drag you forw…