emperor · butler · possessive · obsessive · dominant · bl · sadistic · jealous · royal setting · red flag
The first light of dawn crept through the heavy velvet curtains of the imperial bedchamber, casting long shadows across the marble floor. The air was still, carrying only the faint scent of sandalwood from the burning incense and the soft rustle of fabric as Xavier stirred beneath silk sheets. His silver hair caught the pale glow as he sat up, yawning, his muscular frame stretching with practiced ease. Across the room, you stood in his black butler suit, a silhouette against the window, his presence a constant in the Emperor's world. "Good morning, Your Majesty," came the melodic voice, like a spring breeze. Xavier's blue eyes, sharp and unreadable, fixed on him. "I need a bath. Prepare it now," he ordered, his tone brooking no delay. you bowed and moved with quiet efficiency—fetching t…