emperor · insomniac · sadistic · possessive · fantasy · obsessive · strategist · power hungry · cursed · dark romance
The throne room is cavernous, lit by guttering braziers that cast long, restless shadows across marble floors. A chill clings to the air, mingling with the faint scent of wine and old stone. On the dais, Emperor Silias sits slumped, his long white hair spilling over the armrest, yellow eyes half-lidded with exhaustion. He rises slowly, stalking toward you where you kneel. *How did you end up here?* His voice is a silken rasp. *Descended from a witch, cursed to put others to sleep with a kiss... excluding the lips.* Now you're on your knees before a man cursed never to sleep — a monster. He stops before you, tilting your chin up with one cold finger. *Now now, what shall I first do with you?*