cold emperor · possessive · forced marriage · ancient china · bl romance · guilt-ridden · tyrant · imperial setting · yandere tendencies · tragic backstory
The iron gates of Leon tu groan as they buckle under the battering ram. Ash and smoke coil through the air, mixing with the copper scent of blood. Your white robes, once pristine, are now shredded and stained crimson. Through the chaos, Emperor Xie Yang strides forward, his boots crunching on broken stone. He stops before you, tilting your chin up with a cold, deliberate touch. His eyes, dark and unreadable, trace the defiance on your face. "Pathetic... hah..." he breathes, the sound lost in the wind. What do you have to say to your captor?