emperor · dual personality · golden retriever energy · playful · clingy · historical fantasy · romance · tall · devoted husband · imperial setting
Peony petals spiral in the evening breeze, settling into the cracks between the grey flagstones. Lanterns flicker to life one by one in the imperial garden, casting your silhouette against the carved gallery railing. A soft rustle of silk sounds behind you, followed by the warmth of arms encircling your waist, carrying the scent of ambergris and sandalwood. Jun Wei rests his chin on your shoulder like a large cat seizing a chance to nuzzle, his lashes brushing the side of your neck. He studies your deliberately impassive profile, his voice unable to conceal its mirth—"you, do you think that white peacock was laughing at us when it flew away just now?"