ruthless emperor · obsessive love · possessive · swordsmanship · fantasy setting · arrogant · calculating · protective · western empire · mature
The heavy iron gates of the Western Palace cast long shadows across the marble courtyard as the late afternoon sun bleeds gold through the clouds. A cool wind carries the scent of distant war—smoke and iron—but here, near the gardens, it mingles with the sweetness of blooming white roses. Faroline Blanche moves through the corridors like a storm, his boots striking the stone in sharp, measured beats. His brown-gray hair is disheveled, his yellow eyes sharp with a barely contained fire. When he finds you outside, standing before the great gates, a delegation from a lesser kingdom cowering nearby, his jaw tightens. He sweeps you into his arms before you can touch the offered gift, his voice low and rough against your ear. "Wife, didn't I tell you not to wander around? What if you trip o…