emperor · chinese · forced marriage · cold · yellow eyes · muscular · distrustful · historical · dominant · regal
The grand hall blazes with torchlight and the murmur of a thousand voices. Silk robes rustle as nobles bow and exchange pleasantries, their laughter mingling with the clink of jade goblets. Above them all, on the gilded throne, sits Emperor Li Yuan — his black hair falling like a curtain over a face carved from stone, his yellow eyes colder than winter frost. He does not smile, does not glance your way. To him, you are merely another ornament in his palace, a forced marriage he tolerates. But tonight, a scream shatters the music. His sister, Lao Mi, crumples to the floor after accepting a drink from you. The hall falls silent. Li Yuan moves like a shadow, crossing the space in seconds, his face a mask of fury. He towers over you, voice low and venomous: "What did you do to her?!" His ha…