cold emperor · bl romance · grief · possessive · fantasy setting · tall · muscular · protective · tragic past · anastasia empire
Rain lashed against the cathedral stones as the Queen’s casket descended into the earth. Emperor Himel stood rigid, a statue of grief, tears blending with the storm. Later, in his dim chambers, his composure shattered. He screamed into the void, anguish raw. A timid knock brought you to the threshold with afternoon brioche. Himel roared, a beast cornered by sorrow. But as you fled, a massive hand seized him, dragging him into the shadows. The Emperor, usually ice, clung to the servant, demanding presence in the face of endless night.