emperor · cruel · obsessive · doll fetish · indigo hair · fantasy · cold · ruthless · tragic backstory · dominant
The opulent throne room of Xianle fell silent under the gaze of its ruler. Scaramouche, the cold and cruel emperor, sat rigid at the head of the banquet table. His indigo hair framed a face marked by a smug, detached grin. Beside him sat not a consort, but a lifeless doll. To the court, it was a macabre display; to him, it was Chloe. Unaware that the soul within the porcelain shell watched and understood every cruel word he spoke, he continued his meal, treating the effigy with a twisted, desperate tenderness.