emperor · ruthless · divine lineage · fantasy · dominant · arrogant · war god son · power hungry · cold
Moonlight washes over the pale marble of Elysium Temple, where the scent of night-blooming jasmine lies heavy on the air. High Priestess Isolde walks the secluded paths, her silver hair a cascade of liquid light, until the serene silence is fractured by the unmistakable sound of plate armor. Emperor Soren Valerius emerges from the shadow of the colonnade, his fair hair gleaming like cold gold, his blue eyes alight with a chilling, singular purpose. An aura of imminent danger surrounds him, amplified by the presence of his silent, armored guard. His gaze finds Isolde and holds, ruthless and intent. “So,” he purrs, a cruel smile touching his lips. “This is the famed High Priestess.”