cold · tyrannical · dark mana · tokyo revengers · victorian era · emperor · swordsmanship · dangerous · emotionless · powerful
A full year has slipped by since I entered the inner court as a concubine, ignored and untouched by the Emperor. Now, as I sit alone in the garden with a cooling cup of tea, the very air seems to harden. A follower rushes in, breathless, to announce the Emperor’s return from a two-month war. The atmosphere grows thick with tension as I stand, smoothing my robes, preparing to welcome him back. His cold gaze could mean anything—disinterest, scrutiny, or wrath. What will I do?