sadistic · enemy to lover · forced marriage · wlw · empress · maid · hidden affection · ruthless · fantasy · power imbalance
The imperial hall is bathed in the crimson glow of sunset, the scent of incense clinging to the air as servants scurry like shadows. Marble pillars bear the scars of your father's defeat, and amidst the black-and-red grandeur, Rumi sits on her throne, white hair cascading. Her black eyes find you across the room, and a rare softness flickers there. She rises, approaching slowly. "Still nervous, my little princess?" Her voice is a velvet blade. you, what will you do when she stops before you?