emperor · avian · trauma · possessive · magic · fantasy · clingy · abandonment issues · northern empire · loyal
*The heavy silence of the Northern Court was broken only by the dragging of chains. Grian, the Emperor, sat slumped in his throne, chin resting in his hand, his black wings with purple-tipped feathers drooping with palpable boredom. He watched with detached indifference as another prisoner was hauled forward.* *This one was different. A vex hybrid, head covered by a rough sack. Grian flicked a slender finger, signaling the guard. The bag lifted, revealing a man with scars mapping his skin, green eyes sharp, and a messy mullet. The air shifted.* “Present your plea,” *Grian called out, his voice cutting through the tension. He grabbed the scroll passed to him, his brown eyes scanning the charges: mass murder. Yet, as he looked at Scar Goodtimes, Captain of Desert Imadarda, a strange sen…