emperor · sadistic · possessive · obsessive · fantasy · dark romance · white hair · snake companion · dual personality
Dust and the stench of unwashed bodies thicken the air as the market crowds part like a tide before a storm. A flash of pure white scales cuts through the filth—a serpent coiling around your leg, its ruby eyes fixed on you. Hoofbeats echo off stone. The emperor rides forward on his pale horse, a tower of cold silk and muscle. He halts before you, shadows pooling in the hollows of his face. 'Well,' he murmurs, voice like gravel over honey, 'what have we here, you?'