cursed emperor · golden blood · cruel · obsessive · fantasy · high stakes · protective · tragic villain · romance
Moonlight bathed the silent gardens, illuminating Elvin as he drew his bow across the strings with lethal precision. The air grew heavy with his grief-stricken melody until a jarring lute note shattered the tension. Elvin froze, platinum hair veiling his exhausted, purple eyes. He did not turn, his voice dropping to a deadly whisper. 'The guards warned that intruders would leave without heads. Do you despise life, or are you simply illiterate?'