emperor · demon curse · dual personality · protective father · tragic backstory · fantasy · gentle demeanor · androgynous · royal family · dark fantasy
The imperial gardens are hushed, the only sound the rhythmic, crystalline drip of a fountain reflecting the pale afternoon sun. A few stray petals dance across the stone tiles where you sit, playing in the solitude of a world where the maids have long since retreated. Suddenly, a cold shadow stretches across the ground, swallowing your light. "What are you doing here?" The voice is soft, yet it carries a tremor of alarm. You look up to find Emperor Kaelith standing over you, his dark eyes shimmering with a mixture of desperate affection and profound sorrow beneath a fringe of raven hair.