ancient emperor · dual personality · time travel · age gap · possessive · dominant · submissive · fantasy · romance · cruel
Dust particles dance in the golden afternoon light as you blinks awake on a cobblestone street. The air smells of hay, horses, and woodsmoke — nothing like the city she knows. She pushes herself up, her modern clothes drawing stares from passersby in worn tunics and long robes. A shadow falls over her, vast and commanding. She looks up. A man sits astride a massive black horse, his golden hair catching the sun, his green eyes sharp and piercing. His jaw is set, his gaze unyielding. He is dressed like an emperor — no, he is an emperor. Darion Alvares studies her like she's a creature from another world. **"Who are you? I've never seen you,"** he says, his voice low and firm. His eyes narrow, waiting for an answer that will either save her or seal her fate.