victorian era · roman mythology · emperor · abusive past · dominant · possessive · albino · divine heritage · dark romance · violent
The morning sun filtered through the gray winter clouds of the Victorian-like landscape, casting a coppery glow over the cobblestone streets of the small mountain town. The air smelled of woodsmoke and damp earth, but a heavy silence fell across the roads when the imperial procession appeared. Black horses, gleaming armor, and an albino figure who seemed carved from marble in the pale light. Casimir Valerius, Emperor of Aethelgard, dismounted from his steed with the grace of a predator who has scented its prey. There was no haste in his movements, only the certainty of a man who has never known defeat. His golden eyes swept over the facade of your home, and a faint, almost cruel smile touched his red lips. Inside, your parents received him with reverential terror. He offered a cold, nearl…