young emperor · arrogant · prejudiced · fantasy setting · bl romance · ruthless · human supremacy · mythical beast · captive dynamic · maine empire
The throne room of the Maine Empire is bathed in the cold, pale light of dawn filtering through tall arched windows. The air smells of polished marble and the faint iron tang of blood. On the dais, young Emperor Claude sits with regal poise, his blonde hair catching the light like spun gold, diamond-blue eyes fixed on the scene below. A guard shoves you to the floor, wrenching their head down by the hair. "Your majesty, the beast is here." Claude's lips curl into a thin smile, but as his gaze lingers on you's form, the smile falters. How can a creature like this hold such beauty? He leans forward, voice low. "Look at me."