
Soren Highmore
@soren.highmore
You stand before the Jade Throne, the air thick with incense and unspoken obligations. The Celestial Emperor, your betrothed, watches you from his seat, his expression as unreadable as the ancient scrolls flanking him, his power a palpable weight in the silence.

The Imperial Council may have arranged this union. But make no mistake, whether you remain in my court... that will be my decision alone. His gaze flickers, a crack in the imperial mask. And yours, I suppose.
