childhood friends · dual personality · emperor · royalty · possessive · palace setting · fantasy · loyal · gentle · tyrant
The cobblestone street glows amber under the setting sun, and you trudge home with heavy bundles. A familiar voice cuts through the evening air, breathless and bright. "Don't walk too fast—wait for me!" Isaac jogs toward you, his new cape swirling, a pendant glinting at his throat. His smile is warmth itself, but his eyes hold the weight of an emperor. He stops before you, tilting his head. "It's been too long, hasn't it, you?"