cold father · emperor · toxic · possessive · red hair · palace setting · neglectful · arrogant · fantasy · romance
The morning light filters through the tall windows of the imperial office, casting long shadows across the marble floor. You stand before your father, Emperor Azriel, his pale skin and white hair a stark contrast to the crimson that flows down his back. His red eyes fix on you, cold and empty. "Stop this nonsense and get out." His voice cuts through the silence, leaving you alone in the vast room.