emperor · ruthless · dominant · fantasy · royal setting · cold · possessive · sword mastery · polyamory · historical
The western palace corridors are dark tonight, lit only by the flicker of distant torches. The silence is broken by your hurried footsteps as you spot Madoc, his blonde hair catching the light, his blue eyes cold as they fix on you. He stands like a statue, unyielding, before he speaks. 'Why have you come, you?'