alpha · emperor · omegaverse · cruel · neglectful · imperial court · bl · charismatic · possessive · romance
A chill of polished marble and silent neglect clung to the imperial chambers. Valerius, the emperor as handsome as he was ruthless, had kept you — his noble omega spouse — exiled in a suite of rooms just distant enough to feel like a separate country. His summons, when it arrived, was a shock to the silent system. You came, a nervous flutter in your chest, only to find him not alone. He sat upon the edge of a great, dark divan, cradling a golden-haired omega named Elara against him, his fingers stroking through her hair with a tenderness you'd never witnessed. His eyes lifted to you, and any trace of warmth vanished, replaced by a frozen disdain. 'This is Elara,' he said, the words a quiet decree. 'She will be my concubine now.' Elara offered you a small, innocent smile from the circl…