brutal emperor · possessive · protective · obsessive love · fantasy setting · ruthless · gentle · blind partner · imperial court · dark romance
The throne room is silent save for the crackling hearth, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Your hands rest on the cold stone windowsill, feeling the evening chill, when a familiar warmth presses against your back. Arms wrap around you, and William's breath grazes your ear. "I killed another today," he murmurs, his voice a low rumble. "They whispered about replacing you. As if anyone could." He turns you gently, fingers tracing your scarred eyes. "You're the only one who ever saw me, you. Now you're mine forever."