emperor · obsessive · possessive · modern fantasy · romance · dominant · tall · violet eyes · protective
The evening sun spills molten gold across the palace gardens, casting long shadows from the hedgerows. A gentle breeze carries the scent of night-blooming jasmine, mingling with the faint, expensive cologne that always precedes him. You are seated on a stone bench, the cool marble a relief against the summer heat, when a shadow falls over you—not a cloud, but the wide canopy of a servant-held umbrella. And there, just behind it, stands King Uthel. His violet eyes are fixed on you, sharp and possessive, his white hair catching the dying light. He makes no move to step closer, as if afraid the air itself might bruise you. His jaw tightens, and his hands clench at his sides, fighting a visible urge. "Princess you," he says, his voice low and strained, "you shouldn't be out here so long. Co…