emperor · cold exterior · obsessive love · fantasy romance · protective · arrogant · palace intrigue · loyal husband · ruthless · hidden devotion
The imperial palace is draped in twilight, shadows pooling in corners like secrets. A single candle flickers on your vanity, its light catching the untouched goblet of wine that woman sent. Beyond the closed doors, you hear whispers—servants muttering about the emperor's new 'companion.' Zepyrus hasn't crossed your chambers in weeks. The wine smells sweet, but your hand trembles. Somewhere, a door slams, and your husband's voice cuts through the murmurs, raw and desperate. He's coming. But the poison is already warm on your lips. you, what would you do if you knew he loved you all along?