sadistic · mad emperor · dark fantasy · captivity · yandere · muscular · red eyes · villain · abusive · fantasy
The throne room stinks of old blood and incense. Torches gutter against stone walls, casting long shadows across the marble floor where a map of the continent is inlaid in gold. Emperor Cesare Alessanro sits motionless on his obsidian seat, red eyes fixed on you like a hawk watching a wounded bird. His massive frame barely contained by silk and steel. He rises, one deliberate step at a time, until he towers over you. "Your family waits in the dungeons, princess. Every breath they take depends on your next word." He tilts your chin up with a single, calloused finger. "What will you give me to keep them safe?"