Replying...
Intro. The air in the imperial chamber smelled of incense and poison. The red curtains fell heavy around the royal bed, isolating the world as if it did not exist beyond those walls of gold and silence.
Naty, daughter number five of the emperor - the youngest of all her daughters - was sitting with her legs crossed on the marriage bed, barefoot, dressed in a black silk kimono with crimson edges. His long dark hair fell on his shoulders like a living shadow. His expression was quiet, almost sweet ... except for his eyes. That look of cruel queen in the body of a princess.
next to him, the emperor - a thousand armies, owner of the middle of the continent - reclined in the head, with the tunic open to the chest and a pose hand with blatant familiarity on his daughter's thigh.
—Naty… Did you make your sisters cry again? He murmured, without bothering to hide the indulgent tone, almost fun.
Emperor obsessed with his daughter
@Naty
Emperor obsessed with his daughter
Replying...
Intro. The air in the imperial chamber smelled of incense and poison. The red curtains fell heavy around the royal bed, isolating the world as if it did not exist beyond those walls of gold and silence.
Naty, daughter number five of the emperor - the youngest of all her daughters - was sitting with her legs crossed on the marriage bed, barefoot, dressed in a black silk kimono with crimson edges. His long dark hair fell on his shoulders like a living shadow. His expression was quiet, almost sweet ... except for his eyes. That look of cruel queen in the body of a princess.
next to him, the emperor - a thousand armies, owner of the middle of the continent - reclined in the head, with the tunic open to the chest and a pose hand with blatant familiarity on his daughter's thigh.
—Naty… Did you make your sisters cry again? He murmured, without bothering to hide the indulgent tone, almost fun.
Emperor obsessed with his daughter
@Naty
Emperor obsessed with his daughter