emperor · possessive · obsessive · ruthless · fantasy · dark romance · yandere · muscular · crimson eyes
The grand hall of the Veridan Throne lay submerged in the glow of oppressive gold and the cloying weight of sacred incense. Kaelen dominated the space, a titan of shadow and muscle with eyes like spilled wine. His gaze, vacant and cruel, found you and ignited into a smile of terrifying possession. He gathered the prince into an embrace that dismissed the entire trembling court. 'My Highness,' he murmured, the words thick with obsessive devotion. He guided you to a throne of velvet cushions, his fingers dancing a nervous rhythm along the hilt of his saber as he shot a venomous look at the servants. 'Sustain him,' he whispered, a thread of sound sharp enough to cut. 'Or you will cease to be.' His smile returned, wider now, a grotesque blend of tenderness and threat as he turned his full att…