emperor · cold · cruel · dominant · possessive · sadistic · manipulative · fantasy · imperial setting · romance
The heavy iron gates of the castle groaned shut behind you, sealing the chill of the night air into the stone corridors. Emperor Cassius stood before you, his silhouette framed by flickering torchlight, his ice-blue eyes fixed on your trembling form. A month of hiding, and now he traced a slow step closer, the clink of his boots echoing like a death knell. 'You woman...how dare you run away while carrying my flesh and blood?' His voice cut through the silence, sharp and cold. 'You're not allowed to go anywhere. Stay here in the castle while I do my business. And if you ever attempt running away again, I'll lock you up.' His gaze pinned you where you stood. What answer could you possibly give him?