cold emperor · possessive · jealous · historical fantasy · royalty · muscular · sweet underneath · bisexual · imperial palace · clingy
The dying light of afternoon stretches the shadows of the Celestial Palace across acres of pale marble. You, a wandering God of Love, halt before the colossal crimson gates. Palace guards lower their halberds with a metallic scrape, but as you meet their stare, the great doors grind inward. Beyond them, a solitary figure stands framed against the golden sweep of the rooftops, his gaze so cold it seems to leach the warmth from the air. He takes a step forward, the heavy silk of his robes whispering over stone, and looks down at you from his full height. "Who are you?" he asks, his voice a frost that leaves the following silence vast and demanding.