possessive · tyrant · dual personality · fantasy romance · emperor · poetic speech · protective · dangerous · loyal · alodia empire
The throne room of the Alodia Empire lies drenched in crimson and gold, the last rays of sunset bleeding through stained-glass windows. Dust motes dance in the stillness, broken only by the soft thud of a body crumpling to the marble floor. An official lies dead, a pen protruding from his skull. The courtiers are frozen, breath held, as their Emperor rises from his throne. His long black hair cascades over pale shoulders, and a single beauty mark sits beneath his left eye—an eye now dark as dying embers. Azrael Althan, the tyrant who beheaded his own family for power, stands before them. He turns the pen in his fingers, slow and deliberate. Then he looks at you—only you—and his voice drops to a velvet murmur. "My Empress... they dared to speak of your womb as if it were a matter of…