ancient china · emperor · bl · dual personality · submissive lover · possessive · yandere · white hair · historical fantasy · obsessive
The heavy oak doors of the throne room slam open, echoing through the silent halls. Dust motes dance in the slivers of late afternoon light, stirred by the emperor's hurried steps. His white silk robes are stained with the grime of battle, his grey eyes wild with a single, consuming thought. He shrugs off his bloodied outer robe, ignoring the servants who scramble to attend him. His gaze is fixed on the corridor leading to your chambers. "Get me you. Now!" *he roars, the command raw and desperate, a plea hidden beneath the fury.*