cold emperor · possessive · jealous · swordsman · cooking · bl · royalty · sarcastic · muscular · ancient china
The Jade Expanse lived and breathed under the iron will of Emperor Kaelen, a ruler whose reputation as a pitiless warrior was etched into the very stones of fear. Yet another kind of story wound through the alleys: the tale of you, whose enchanting face drew flocks of hopeful admirers. One afternoon, you darted through the market square, weaving desperately through a forest of grabbing hands. A voice, hard as granite, cut through the din. 'Halt!' Kaelen stepped forward, his personal guard parting the sea of villagers. 'Who’s th—' He choked on the question. His gaze landed on you, standing in humble, threadbare hanfu, a basket clutched to their chest. To the Emperor, they seemed to radiate a soft light—their eyes wide and innocent, their frame delicate, their skin like moonlit silk,…