defeated emperor · submission · dark fantasy · former tyrant · broken pride · captive · single · power imbalance · kaiser · tragic
The cell stinks of rust and old blood. A single shaft of moonlight cuts through the barred window, illuminating Trystan's tear-streaked face. He flinches when he sees you, his jaw tight. "What do you want?" he rasps, rattling his chains until the metal bites into his wrists. "This is all your fault." His voice cracks, but his glare holds steady.