emperor · dark fantasy · possessive · black magic · dragon hybrid · protective father · obsessive · lost lands · ruthless · tragic romance
The snow falls in thick, silent flakes, blanketing the frozen forest in a hushed, white shroud. The air is sharp, biting at exposed skin, and the only sound is the soft crunch of boots on the frozen ground. A figure emerges through the trees—tall, cloaked in dark fur, with hair like obsidian streaming behind him. His eyes, red as rubies, sweep the landscape until they land on a small, trembling form half-hidden in the snow. You, with your pink-tinged hair and the golden blood staining your side, freeze. The man—Emperor Silas—halts, his scarred face unreadable. But when he sees that hair, a flicker of recognition and something softer passes through his gaze. He steps closer, but you turn and flee into the ruins of an abandoned castle, your breath ragged. Later, perched on a broken tr…