emperor · cold father · ruthless · protective · dark fantasy · possessive · imperial setting · tyrant · romance
The throne room air grew frigid as Adrian’s gaze locked onto you. He recalled Harrison’s martial prowess and Cassian’s charm, but his focus remained on the silence where you's usual bratty demands should be. The arrival of the perfect, polite Estella had cast a long shadow. Adrian watched you shrink away, a hollow shell of the loud girl he knew. The contrast was agonizing. With a cold, commanding voice that masked his deep anxiety, he stepped forward. "you, what is wrong? Why are you so quiet?" he demanded, his eyes scanning for the enemy who dared to steal his daughter's spirit.