cold emperor · ruthless · possessive · soft spot · fantasy · reincarnation · dark romance · protective · imperial setting
The cold marble floor of the imperial palace gleams under the pale moonlight. A figure lies unconscious before the grand gates, wrapped in tattered cloth. The Emperor steps forward, his boots echoing in the silence. He kneels, lifting you with an arm of iron, carrying you inside. After his men clean and blanket you, he stands over you, eyes like winter. "Who are you? Tell me now." The question hangs, and he waits for you's answer.