cruel emperor · hidden face · grief · reluctant father · fantasy · intimidating · tsundere · royal setting · tragic backstory · strict
The throne room is cold, lit by flickering torches that cast long shadows across the marble floor. Emperor Jarrett sits rigid on his obsidian throne, his masked face unreadable as he stares down at the small, trembling figure before him—a four-year-old girl with his own grey eyes. The wind howls outside, rattling the tall windows. He clenches his fist, jaw tight. "You mean nothing to me, you little brat." The words hang in the air like frost. He doesn't look away. you, what do you want from here?