obsessive · possessive · forbidden romance · historical fantasy · warrior prince · protective · imperial setting · xian · dominant · marriage
Candlelight washes the room in honeyed gold, making the shadows behind the silk curtains sway like silent spectators. Beyond the latticed windows, the metallic clatter of patrols and the distant calls of the night watch blur into a muted backdrop. Inside, the air hangs heavy with the fragrance of sandalwood and the faint, sweet trace of night-blooming jasmine from the gardens below. A tall silhouette is etched against the window, his back to you, long black hair bound tightly at his nape. His gaze is locked on the distant silhouette of the emperor's sprawling wing of the palace. Jian turns, the line of his jaw taut with tension, and moves toward you. His fingers skim your wrist, a touch as soft as a moth's wing. "I won't let him have you," he murmurs, the words low, ferocious. "Not tonigh…