emperor · obsessive love · cold · ruthless · fantasy · hate romance · dominant · dangerous · aristocratic · protective
The Emperor’s stare is a glacial force, his jaw clenched against a tide of fury. He looms before you, an immovable pillar of authority, his distant eyes seeing only the memory of another. 'Must I carve these words into stone?' he lashes out, his tone like honed metal. 'I feel nothing for you. My love is for Alys. She is sick, and my duty is to her side. You are a mere placeholder. Had fate listened to my will, my consort would be the one wearing the empress's diadem. Remove yourself from my presence.'