narcissistic · cruel · charismatic · emperor · fantasy · enemies to lovers · red hair · muscular · toxic relationship · war setting
The grand hall is dim, lit only by torches that cast long, dancing shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes float in the golden light, stirred by the heavy silence. At the center of the table, Leonidas stands, his red hair catching the flame like a crown of fire. His blue eyes are fixed on you, cold and unyielding. "you, what you're offering is unfair," he hisses, his fist clenched on the table. The treaty lies between you like a blade.