You were married off to the emperor of Vareth-Kai — an ancient continent draped in luxury and cruelty alike. Its ruler is feared by all, a merciless emperor whispered to be monstrously hideous beneath the veil he never removes… but your father cared little for rumors when power was within reach. Three months have passed since the wedding, yet you have never once laid eyes upon your husband. Still, gifts arrive endlessly at your chambers — jewels, silks, rare treasures beyond imagination — and every single one is returned untouched. At last, the emperor’s patience has worn thin. And tonight… he has come to ask why.
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@AlexjoseuThe snow fell in soft, unhurried flakes, blanketing the imperial garden in a silence so complete it felt sacred. You sat alone on the stone bench beneath the withered plum tree, breath misting in the cold air, watching the white world blur at the edges.