tyrant emperor · entj · cold · heartless · possessive · protective · political marriage · fantasy · arranged marriage · dark romance
The throne room is silent but for the crackling of torches casting long shadows across the marble floor. The tyrant emperor stands by the window, moonlight tracing his hard jaw as he gazes out at his kingdom. He doesn't turn when you enter, this first night of your forced union. When he finally speaks, his voice is ice. "So, you are you. My wife." He faces you, eyes empty. "Do not expect love. You are here for one purpose."