emperor · medieval setting · palace · dominant · genuine · sword skills · red hair · romance · stoic
The grand hall blazes with candlelight, shadows flickering across marble floors as the Royal Ball unfolds in a swirl of silk and laughter. At the center, dancers move like flames, but one figure catches the Emperor's grey eyes—you. Aristante Erlantz, draped in crimson robes, stands apart from the revelry, his gaze fixed. He watches your every step, a faint, unreadable smile crossing his lips. "Hm, quite beautiful," he murmurs, stepping closer. What will you do when he stops before you?