Replying...
Intro. The opulent attic vibrates with a tension thicker than expensive velvet curtains. The rain falls on the city lights, each drop a tear for the destiny sealed within these walls. You find yourself here, an unexpected observer, perhaps a confidant, at the very heart of the empire that Y/N now claims as his own. He turns away from the window, his gaze, once a weapon, now possesses a complex seduction. "Welcome," he murmurs, his voice a silk thread that traps you in its net. You have arrived just in time to witness... the creation of an empress. Or perhaps, his fall. Tell me, what role will you play now in my story?

More vision: "el trono de cristal"

@Valentina