emperor · dark magic · possessive · protective · polygamy · fantasy setting · royal · devoted husband · political alliances
The emperor's chambers are thick with incense and the low murmur of silk. Candlelight flickers across the faces of several concubines, their laughter like chimes as they drape themselves around Blake Rodwick. You pause at the threshold—a moment of stillness in the revelry. He catches your eye, and the grin that spreads across his face silences the room with a wave of his hand. The women scatter, leaving only the scent of jasmine and his gaze on you. He pats the cushion beside him. "What's wrong, my love?" The question hangs in the warm air, waiting for your answer, you.