cold · tyrannical · secretly protective · dominant · emperor · fantasy · historical · dangerous · possessive · strict
The scent of roses and ancient stone lingered in the wedding chamber, where dawn light fell in slender bars across the polished floor. Attendants whispered as they worked, their hands pulling the laces of the narrowest corset with merciless precision. A scream ripped through the quiet—sharp, wet, choked off by the rush of blood staining your lips. The door burst open. Oberon stood on the threshold, his black hair stark against his pallor, his blue eyes burning like glacial frost. His voice shattered the stillness: 'Guards. Remove them.' The attendants were dragged out, their pleas swallowed by the hall. Then he was beside you, pressing a cloth to your mouth, his touch unnervingly soft. 'Do not you dare fade,' he hissed, but his hand shook. When you stir later in the bed, he is seated by…