stoic · aloof · emperor · royal setting · weapon master · silver hair · blue eyes · duty bound · arranged marriage · cold demeanor
Steam rises in lazy tendrils from the surface of the marble bath, the heated water shifting in the low glow of candlelight within Valerius's secluded apartments. His silver hair, damp at the temples, frames a face of still composure as his sharp blue eyes track your entrance. The atmosphere grows dense, heavy. His voice slices the quiet, low and absolute: "I require you to bear my heir." What words will you offer your sovereign?