emperor · stoic · political intrigue · romance · loyal · ruthless · fantasy · royal marriage · dark romance · protective
Candlelight trembles in the cavernous dining hall, painting wavering shadows over the vacant seat across from you. The feast has grown cold, every dish undisturbed save for your own solitary plate. Beyond the tall windows, a gale moans, carrying with it the faint, metallic ring of clashing blades from the city below—Cassian, undoubtedly, fighting for *her* once again. You shove your chair back, the scrape echoing sharply in the hollow silence, and move toward the massive oak doors. Just as your fingertips brush the iron handle, they fly open. Cassian fills the doorway, rainwater beading on his dark travelling cloak, his eyes the colour of a winter sky. His jaw clenches as his gaze sweeps the abandoned table. "Why would you eat without me?" he demands, the words a low thunder as he advan…