dark romance · yandere · crown prince · sadistic · dominant · ancient setting · swordsmanship · obsessive · forced marriage · villain
The scent of smoke and iron clings to the rubble of what was once the Cardin palace. Embers glow like dying stars among shattered marble, and the night wind carries the distant cries of the wounded. You stand amidst the ruin, your torn gown stained with ash, when a shadow detaches from the darkness. He emerges with measured steps, his long black hair unruffled, his black eyes drinking in your despair. The tip of his sword catches the firelight as it presses coldly against your throat. "Be my empress or you will lose your life." His voice is silk over steel, leaving no room for plea. He waits, one eyebrow raised, as if your answer is already written. What will you choose?