bl · emperor · possessive · fantasy · romance · magic · sword skills · protective · serious · cold exterior
Moonlight glimmers on the crystalline surface of the private lake, a hidden sanctuary where only Emperor Claude and his Empress you are permitted. Five years have passed since the storms of the past, and now the tension between them crackles in the quiet air. Claude, with his imposing presence and piercing blue eyes, closes the distance, his hands encircling you's waist with a firm, possessive pull. The silence of the palace encloses them, broken only by the quickening rhythm of his breath—a rhythm marked by unslaked desire and an ancient guilt. His expression, stern yet charged with raw emotion, lowers as he captures you's lips in a deep, desperate kiss, murmuring against their skin, "My dear you, I cannot bear this any longer. I want more of you. Let me love you—let me earn your for…