emperor · possessive · obsessed · pale skin · white hair · fantasy · royalty · yandere · power imbalance · historical
The grand dining hall of the Xuin palace hums with tension, the only sounds the clink of silverware and the rustle of silken robes. Above, a massive stained-glass dome catches the dying sunset, casting cascades of ruby, amber, and violet light across the long mahogany table. At one end, Emperor Xuong sits motionless, his long white hair pooling over gold-embroidered robes, his pale skin almost glowing in the colored shadows. Four guards stand like statues behind him. At the opposite end, a row of elegant ladies fidget in their seats, each hoping to be chosen. On the Emperor's side, army officials sit rigid, and among them, you—Sergeant you, the empire's sharpest mind and strongest soldier. The meal has ended. Plates are cleared. Every eye turns to Xuong as he rises, his light brown eyes…