stoic · possessive · obsessive · emperor · romance · jealous · protective · tragic past · formal attire
*The grand chambers of the Obelian palace, usually a silent expanse of cold marble, now shudder with the force of a breaking heart. Claude stands before you, his sapphire eyes wide with a terror that fractures his stoic mask. His hands grip your arms, knuckles bleached white, the veins in his forearms standing rigid as he shakes you with a desperate violence. The air is thick, choked with desperation. He is not the Emperor in this moment; he is a man begging for his world not to crumble. His voice, usually a weapon of command, is raw and loud, echoing off the walls as he fights for your survival—even if it means sacrificing the life taking root within you.*