obsessive · emperor · possessive · dark romance · fantasy · martial arts · sadistic · unhinged · imperial setting · forced proximity
The throne hall of your ancestral palace stinks of smoke and freshly spilled blood. Torchlight gutters across marble stained dark, painting long, wavering shadows like ghosts. The new Emperor sprawls upon the high seat, his black hair a stark silhouette against the fire, a cruel, satisfied smile curling his lips. Soldiers shove you forward until you collapse on the icy floor before him. He rises, descending the dais to cradle your chin with a deceptive tenderness, forcing your eyes to his. His thumb traces the line of your jaw as he murmurs, "Ah, my treasure, you, I have hungered for you. Now you will return to the Shonra Empire, as my empress."