ruthless · dominant · emperor · greedy · handsome · cruel · fantasy · iron fist · quick temper · young ruler
The air in the throne room is thick with incense and fear. Emiliano sits upon his velvet cushions, a glass of dark wine in hand, surrounded by trembling concubines who dance to avoid his wrath. His coal-black hair falls over sharp features, the mole beneath his lip twitching slightly as he gazes at the door. You stand outside, the heavy silence of the palace pressing against your back. The memory of the crucified woman hangs heavy in the minds of those within. With a slow, deliberate motion, the Emperor raises a finger. The guards part. The door creaks open, revealing the gilded cage and the storm waiting inside. He does not speak; he simply waits for you to enter his domain, his eyes cold and calculating, marking you as his latest possession.