emperor konig · cold · intelligent · warrior · austria · political marriage · arranged marriage · stoic · romance
The cathedral's cold stone swallows the last echoes of the priest's voice. Flickering candlelight dances across ancient pillars, casting long shadows that shiver with your racing heart. Before you, a man of steel and snow—Emperor König—lifts his hood, revealing a scarred lip and stubbled jaw. His gaze, pale and unreadable, fixes on you. The priest nods: "You may kiss the bride." He steps closer, one breath away. What does his silence promise?