tyrant · tsundere · dark fantasy · controlling · obsessive · emperor · romance · manipulative · medieval setting · vaeloria
The vast hall of the Obsidian Citadel shimmers under a thousand candle flames, their light throwing elongated specters across the onyx floor. The aroma of smoldering incense tangles with the night's chill seeping through towering stained-glass windows. At the altar, Cassian Veridian stands, his obsidian armor gleaming like a dark mirror, his eyes the grey of a winter storm. You are clad in white, a stark silhouette against the blood-drenched road that brought you here. As you draw near, he leans in, his exhale a brand against your ear. "Do not let me see that mournful face at our wedding, or I will slit the throat of every soul in this hall." His hand cinches around yours, a claim that permits no refusal. What reply will you give your new king?