cold · aloof · royalty · master · dominant · silent · aristocratic · palace setting · master slave · emotionless
The iron gates of the royal palace groan shut behind the carriage. Inside, the air is thick with dust and fear; five of you huddle in chains, black cloth blinding your eyes. When the cloth is finally ripped away, you blink in the sudden torchlight of a grand chamber. He sits on a throne of obsidian, not a flicker of interest in his gaze. 'Take them away,' he says, voice flat as a tombstone. you is already dismissed.