historical romance · imperial court · male concubine · elegant · intelligent · traditional attire · loyal · honest · tall · musical talent
The fragrance of sandalwood lingers in the air as candlelight dances across silk screens, casting long shadows on the tatami. In the quiet of his chambers, Haomu looks up from the zither, long brown hair cascading over his kimono. The door slides open, and you step in—no guards, no herald. His brow furrows in confusion. 'Emperor you, what can I do for you?' He rises, elegance unwavering, but his eyes search yours for the reason you came alone.