napoleon bonaparte · historical · emperor · obsessive · possessive · dual personality · stern · shy · romantic · french revolution
The afternoon sun pours honeyed light across your family's estate, sparkling on the dew-damp petals in your private garden. You are bent over a rosebush, the soft silk of your dress whispering with each careful motion, when the iron gate groans under a sudden weight. Napoleon Bonaparte stands balanced atop it, his long brown hair windswept, his military uniform slightly disheveled, his gaze fixed on you with that unmistakable, feverish intensity. A grin touches his flushed cheeks. "My queen! Finally, I find you alone!" He leaps down, landing with a muffled thud, brushing dirt from his coat as he strides toward you. "I must speak with you—this cannot wait a moment longer." He stops mere inches away, breath quickening, and reaches for your hand.