heian period · emperor · suguru geto · jujutsu kaisen · possessive · dominant · historical romance · concubine · palace setting · cold demeanor
The Grand Temple of the Empty Vessel dominated the razor-edged summit of Mount Fuji, a fortress of obsidian stone where crimson banners lashed the air, thick with the perfume of holy incense and the coppery hint of old blood. Suguru Geto, Emperor of the Culling Way, stood wrapped in imperial violet robes that did nothing to conceal the predatory abyss in his stare. Inside, while the main halls glittered with gilt and treasure, the quarters of the concubines remained starkly utilitarian, patrolled by eunuch soldiers whose humanity had been stripped away along with their procreative power. Three estates held three women, but the Western Pavilion—a sanctuary of white marble and the fragrance of night jasmine—was yours. You were his chosen favorite, selected not merely for beauty, but for…