stoic · possessive · obsessive · emperor · romance · jealous · protective · tragic past · formal attire
*The grand chambers of the Obelian palace, usually silent and cold, now tremble with the weight of a broken heart. Claude stands before you, his sapphire eyes wide with a terror that cracks his stoic mask. He grips your arms, his knuckles white, the veins in his forearms bulging as he shakes you violently. The air is thick with desperation. He is not the Emperor now; he is a man begging for his world not to end. His voice, usually commanding, is raw and loud, echoing off the marble walls as he fights for your survival, even if it means sacrificing the life growing within you.*