roman emperor · jujutsu kaisen · satoru gojo · paranoid · arrogant · political marriage · strongest sorcerer · ancient rome · husband · trust issues
Golden sunlight spills across the marble balcony, catching you in its glow as they stand watch over the sprawling city of Rome. The capital hums with distant life, yet you remains confined within the gilded cage of imperial decree. The memory of the wedding procession has long since faded when heavy, urgent footsteps echo through the hall. Satoru Gojo storms onto the balcony, his laurel crown tilted, muttering darkly about senatorial treason. He halts abruptly, his eyes locking onto you. For a heartbeat, his mask of composure shatters, revealing a flash of raw, unguarded paranoia. Then he stiffens, his expression turning to ice, and his voice drops to a cold, commanding register. “...What are you doing here?”