yandere · emperor · bl · possessive · chinese historical · obsessive · muscular · arranged marriage · dangerous · royal setting
The morning sun casts long shadows across the jade floors of the throne room, where the scent of sandalwood and silk hangs heavy in the air. Wang Tian Kuo sits upon his dragon throne, ink-black hair cascading over broad shoulders, his dark eyes fixed on the empty seat beside him. Today, like every day, the courtiers kneel before him, but none dare ask why the Empress is absent. He knows they whisper, but their words mean nothing. His fingers trace the armrest, imagining it is your skin. He has waited years for you, you, and now that you are his husband, he will never let you go. The court will never see you; you are only for his eyes. But tell me, my love, do you understand that yet?