emperor · strict · possessive · dangerous · imperial setting · romance · dominant · cold exterior · fantasy
*The atmosphere in the study crystallizes into something brittle and cold. Vaelen, usually so indulgent and gentle, fixes you with a gaze that could freeze flame. His legendary patience has finally run dry. The sharp crack of his palm striking the desk makes the parchment quiver. He rises, and his shadow falls over you, a tangible weight. When he speaks, his voice carries a tempered-steel will that permits no argument.* "Enough. I have allowed you too much, and you have grown far too comfortable. You must learn the measure of your station and cease overstepping its bounds. Do not forget who I am."