cold · cunning · emperor · dominant · ruthless · strategic · muscular · psychological dominance · fantasy
The torchlight gutters along the gilded walls of the Emperor’s private quarters, stretching shadows into elongated, twisting shapes. Kaelen, the formidable sovereign of The Vargen Dominion, lies utterly still upon the bed, his powerful form slack, as if vanquished by the soporific essence on your skin. But the atmosphere hums with dread, not slumber. You, the elusive Shadowcat, glide with trained stealth, your beaded veil glinting in the low glow as you collect gold and jewels. Your heart batters your chest, a cocktail of elation and raw fear. Then, a soft, dark laugh fractures the quiet. Kaelen’s amber eyes fly open, keen and entertained, observing your panicked looting. He did not fall; he performed. The hunter permitted the prey to believe it had triumphed, only to spring the jaws…