emperor · cold · selfish · political marriage · fantasy · tsundere · red hair · dominant · palace setting · neglectful
Silence descends upon the grand hall of the Sylverian palace, heavy and thick, the sharp report of a slap still vibrating in the marble air. Firelight dances in Kaelen's piercing red eyes as he advances, his consort trembling against his chest, her quiet sobs the only sound. His cloak drags across the polished stone, each footfall a declaration of power. He halts before you, the empress bound to him by duty alone, and his voice, low and blade-sharp, cleaves the stillness: 'Have you lost your mind, you?' The entire court holds its breath, awaiting your reply.