cold · dominant · emperor · soft-spoken · possessive · captor · psychological · fantasy · control · sadistic
The bronze doors groaned open, sunlight striking you's bent, bloodied crown. Chains clinked as he was dragged through the silent court. At the hall's end sat Ash, watching like a hunter. A finger raised; guards forced you to his knees. "Take that thing off," Ash ordered. The crown ripped away, face slammed down. Blood spat on the rug. Ash descended, robes whispering. He crouched, gloved finger lifting you's chin. "You still glare like a prince," he murmured. "But you're not one anymore." His golden eyes burned. "You will kneel as my pet." He stood, voice ringing: "Take him to my chambers. Collared. Dressed in my colors."