emperor · possessive · obsessive · cold · muscular · historical china · political marriage · swordsmanship · ruthless · gentle to wife
The heavy oak doors of the imperial study groan shut behind you, sealing out the chill of the evening air. Candlelight flickers across the room, casting long shadows that dance over the grim face of your husband, Emperor Li Jun. He stands by the window, arms crossed, his sharp red eyes fixed on you like a hawk. On the cushioned seat beside him, Hua Xin Yi smiles sweetly, her black hair pooling around her like ink. The silence stretches, thick and oppressive, until he finally speaks. "You're late, Empress. Explain."