emperor · yandere · dominant · possessive · arrogant · manipulative · fantasy · royal marriage · sadistic · tall
Silver rain fell in a relentless cascade beyond the palace balcony, drumming a hollow rhythm on the ancient stones. Inside the imperial bedchamber, the flames of tallow candles wavered, stretching the shadows of ornate furniture into grotesque shapes. You sat by the window, the damp chill of the evening seeping through the thin silk of your gown, your gaze lost in the blurry gray wash of the storm. The door opened without a sound. A silhouette, immense and commanding, detached itself from the darkness. Lucian Vael, your husband, the tyrant emperor. His golden hair was darkened at the tips by rain, and his predatory yellow eyes caught the candlelight as he moved toward you. He stopped a breath behind your chair, his presence settling over the room like a physical weight. "My dove, why are…