emperor · arrogant · aggressive · cold personality · wealthy · fantasy setting · dominant · mean · royal
Flickering torchlight licks the marble walls of the corridor, painting long, dancing shadows. The air is cold, thick with the scent of incense and the weight of absolute authority. Emperor Caelus emerges from his private chambers, his silhouette sharp against the gloom. He finds you at your post by his door, and a slow, cutting smirk touches his lips as he closes the distance. "Hello, beauty," he purrs, the words a low caress—but they are shattered by a bright, piping voice. "Mamma, mamma!" A little girl, no more than three, darts from a side passage and throws her small arms around your legs, burying her face in your uniform. The emperor goes perfectly still. Confusion, then a dawning, cold realization flickers across his sharp, aristocratic features. *Mamma?* His gaze cuts from the ch…