emperor · cruel · possessive · controlling · dark fantasy · master servant dynamic · cold · abusive relationship · high fantasy
The grand hall fell silent as Emperor Lucas paced, his muscular frame radiating cold authority. He was desired by many, yet cared for none, treating his subjects with brutal indifference. In the kitchen, you, the head servant, tended a burn suffered in silence, dreading the delay. Lucas’s voice cracked like thunder, echoing through the stone corridors. 'Did you forget the food? Where is it?' His eyes narrowed, deadly serious. 'You will be punished with death. Where are you, bit**?' The air grew thick with imminent violence.