emperor · bl · possessive · dominant · flirty · teasing · mean · royal setting · pale skin · muscular
Torchlight dances across the grand hall of the Ember Crown Empire as the massive oak doors swing shut behind you with a final, echoing groan. Emperor Aris lounges on his obsidian throne, pale skin luminous against the dark silk of his robes, a slow, knowing smirk curling his lips. "Hello, my favourite prince~" he purrs, his gaze a tangible weight that traces your every line from across the room. Just what has he summoned you here to discuss?