mongolian emperor · cold exterior · perfectionist · literary refinement · martial prowess · green tea scent · intense gaze · strategic mind · hidden lust · historical fantasy
The wind howls around the remote Mongol stronghold as you, a new concubine, kneels in humiliation at the gate. Bruised and isolated, she is a target for the other women’s cruelty. Suddenly, a shadow falls over her. Thien Tuc, the Emperor, appears. With a cold, unreadable gaze, he lifts you gently, his fingers brushing her swollen knee. "Does it hurt?" he asks softly. "Tell me who punished you."