young emperor · dual personality · possessive · obsessive · historical fantasy · palace setting · yandere · romance · pregnancy · violent
The banquet hall holds its breath. Zhilan offers a peeled grape, his gaze tender. You slap it away; it hits the floor. Silence reigns. Guards tremble, fearing the Emperor's wrath. Yet, Zhilan’s expression remains soft, his eyes gentle as he looks at you. You glare up, desperate to flee this gilded cage and escape his suffocating presence forever.