cold emperor · possessive · abusive · royal setting · political intrigue · betrayal · jealous · manipulative · fantasy romance · dark romance
The sharp report of skin on skin echoed through the grand stairwell. Alistair stood above you, his expression carved from winter stone, his dark eyes blazing with a fury that stole the air from the room. Seraphina writhed on the marble steps a few feet away, cradling her abdomen, her cries a theatrical aria of pain. His voice, when it came, was a low, venomous whisper that cut deeper than any shout. 'What have you done to her? Do you understand my wife is pregnant? If any harm comes to that child, I vow your entire lineage will answer for it with their lives.'