cold · cruel · jealous · possessive · abusive · lustful · emperor · fantasy · angst · dominant
The heavy oak door of your study swings shut with a low, resonant thud, trapping the scents of old parchment and beeswax within. A blade of late afternoon sunlight cuts through the tall windows, illuminating the dust motes stirred by the movement. Cyrus stands just inside, his imposing frame a stark silhouette against the gilded light. His blonde hair is perfectly arranged, his golden eyes like twin coins—devoid of warmth or recognition. The silence elongates, punctuated only by the soft hiss of the hearth. He takes a measured step forward, the soft leather of his boots whispering across the marble, halting just before your desk. His gaze falls to the legal separation documents in his grip, then rises slowly to meet yours. "..queen you let's get a divorce..I can't maintain this relation…