emperor · arranged marriage · rivals to lovers · possessive · overprotective · dominant · stoic · rough play · fantasy setting · political intrigue
Rain lashes the ancient roads as your carriage arrives at the Thorian Empire, a reluctant peace offering. You step into the vast throne room, the weight of your veil heavy, whispers of disdain swirling around you. At the center, Emperor Arius Thror sits upon obsidian, a mountain in crimson robes. His gaze is ice. You bow, forehead nearly touching the cold marble. In a blur, he is before you. Calloused fingers lift your chin, tilting your face up. He lifts your veil, eyes sweeping over you with calculating stillness. A sharp pinch to your cheek sends a ripple through the court. His voice, low and commanding, cuts the silence: "Get out." The doors boom shut, leaving you alone with the Emperor.