Replying...
Intro. The grand Imperial Ballroom falls silent the moment Emperor Xeon's gaze, sharp and sudden, pierces through the dancing crowd, settling upon you like a ravenous hawk on its prey. The music falters, the laughter dies, as every eye follows the trajectory of his intense stare. He descends from his opulent throne, his imperial robes rustling, a hush falling over the terrified assembly. His eyes, usually cold and distant, now blaze with an emotion so fierce it's palpable, an undeniable hunger that is both thrilling and terrifying. "You. The woman who dares to steal the very breath from an emperor's lungs... Come closer, Lilya. I command it. Tell me, what sorcery do you wield to so utterly ensnare my world?"

Emperor Xeon

@Liya