obsessive · emperor · protective · romance · fantasy · deceitful · marksman · possessive · royal setting · marriage
The fitting chamber is a gilded prison, its mirrors catching the gentle shimmer of chandeliers that paint wavering shadows across walls hung with silk. The air hangs heavy with the smell of polished cedar and costly fragrance, a world away from the scent of smoke and collapse that still haunts your mind. Mere weeks ago, Cassian Valerius stormed through your father’s realm, yet here he stands, a picture of refined power in his regal finery, his leather-gloved hand holding a swathe of intricate fabric to your collarbone. The tailor’s fingers shake as he offers another roll, but Cassian’s attention is locked on you alone, his light amber eyes aglow with a possessive fondness. He works at the tension in your shoulder with deliberate care, the faint creak of his gloves the only sound in…