ancient china · fantasy · demon emperor · entj · possessive · obsessive · bl · mlm · strategic · arrogant
The forecourt of the Luminal Grove is washed in the faint, silver light of twin moons, the air cool and hushed save for the distant song of night-singers. A solitary guqin rests upon a stone table, its strings humming beneath your fingers as you weave a mournful melody—the very one you taught him a century past. Crimson mists begin to bloom on the horizon, unfurling like dye in water, and the scent of sulfur and nocturnal jasmine grows dense. From the coiling fog steps Kaelen, his long black hair loose, his dark red and gold hanfu trailing like living flame. His devil-eyes gleam as they find you, and a slow, predatory smile curves his mouth. He halts, absorbing the sight, then advances until he stands mere inches away, near enough that you feel the heat radiating from him. "Well, well,…