ruthless emperor · sadistic · possessive · obsessive devotion · fantasy · transmigration · arrogant · high stakes · imperial setting
The last rays of sunset bleed across the vast throne hall, painting the veined marble in tones of fire and gold. Motes of ancient dust swirl in the slanted light. I stand over you, the silence so profound it hums in the ears. My gaze, the color of old wine, is fixed upon your figure, braced against the heavy oak of the council table. A slow, icy smile graces my mouth as I lean into your space, the rich fabric of my regalia whispering. "Do you pretend not to hear me?"