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cassanderasblog · 5 months
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The Fallen Kingdom Project
Chapter one: when the betrayer is betrayed
(Yandere husband cheater Emperor x ex-wife ex empress reader)
Warning : Mention of murder and cheating , killing .
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Kneeling in the front of the woman whom he gave everything.... The one whom he called love of his life ,for whom he killed his all the loyal supporters and his own mother. Pain throbbed in his chest as the poison spread through his veins, he looked at her smiling down at him a wicked smile... That was so different from what he remembered was your smile.
He coughed more blood breathing heavily. He clenched his teeth as he heard her cruel laughter .
"I really pity her.... She was so so innocent ~ she even drank the poisoned wine for you and you never once looked lovingly at her.... Haah!...~"
His eyes watered remembering your numb expression as he remembered you drinking the poisoned wine that was meant for him. Only a weary smile that you gave him the last time closing your eyes....
"Men are so dumb.... Killing their own blood while loving and saving the child that are not even their own. Hating and abusing the loyal partner while worshipping the one who are planning their demise."
His eyes widen at that and he looked at her .
"Oh~ I forgot to tell .... But as you are dying now.... Let me tell you the truth and ,let you die with the guilt.... Y/n's son that you killed ... Was your own son.... It was I just gave her a drug regularly during her pregnancy that made the child's hair snow white .... Its funny right????"
"After how you treated him and killed him with you own hands??? Hahahaha!! The poor kid called you father till his last breath~"
His head throbbing is heart more paining as he remembered the day he shamed you in front of whole kingdom for an adultry that you never did. Your son...."his son " whom he killed , his heavy sword piercing his little body.
When the 9year old boy didn't even knew what wrong he did to make his papa hate him. And then the broken and numb picture of you holding you baby boy in your lap cooing and asking him to wake up.
While he left you two there after giving a glance filled with disgust.
"Ah.... And there is more.... my son Rodrick..... His is not your son... He is my son with my lover the Duke of South..... Who will sit on the throne after your death.."
"Isn't life beautiful??? You never once looked your wife and son giving your whole attention to me and my child who were never yours to begin with........~"
His eyes started to close as he last time thought about you. Your pretty smile and his son..... His son with you.... He opened his eyes on his secretary's voice.
"Your highness crown prince..... You have to meet lady Y/n of L/n family today, she is the most suitable candidate as you mother choose her for you and I know you refused but you must meet her...so plea.."
"Y/...Y/n?? What date is it today??"
"Its 23th of April year xxxx and you must meet h.."
"I'll meet her!! Help me get ready hurry up!!!"
He don't know what had happened but he is sure he came back in past to the day when he first meet you. He still remembers how you waited for him for hours to show up and he never showed but later saying to you that he don't want to see you...
This time he will make it better , make you and Ariston.... His son happy... This time he would protect you two with everything he had!! Not able to control his smile he hurridely dressed up to meet you. You will smile at him and introduce yourself a little shy a little blush an...!!
His secretary barged inside his room and he looked at him in anger.
"Can't you see I'm busy ?? Im getting ready to see my wife!?..."
"But your highness.... Lady Y/n rejected the empress's proposal for marriage....."
He slumped on the chair , this never happened before... No why??? But it doesn't matter. You are to be his.... In this life and in every next coming lives..... He would do everything to claim you back...
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Back in her room with a stern expression and strong determination Y/n looked at her reflection in the mirror. One hand on her tummy see looked at her abdomen.In this life.... She would keep her babies safe from that monster.....
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theroyalyandere · 10 months
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smutty yandere dilf! emperor? 😍😍 reader is like a servant or something jsjsjsjs
yandere!dilf!emperor x female!servant!reader smutty 18+
cw: dark content, child neglect, alcohol abuse, breeding, inappropriate touching, jealousy, torture, dub-con, mentions of pregnancy and lactation
a/n: to people who see this post, don't like? then don't read
imagine attending as a servant to the emperor who was taken by grief with the lost of his wife
you notice how he drowns himself in alcohol leaving his work to the butlers and other lords
even neglecting his only child, who you can see was sadden by the situation of losing their mother then their father to drinking
the emperor was too drunk to pay attention to you, although you are mostly the one who takes care of him because you tolerate anything that comes into your way
whether he throws a fit or vomit all over, you chose to endure it because of necessity
whenever you have time for yourself, you often find the young child of the emperor all alone, playing by the gardens or at their mother's empty room
the servants and guards attending to the child or passing by would look at the child with pity in their eyes thinking they are going to be doomed for life
having enough of seeing the sad prince/princess, you took it upon yourself to take care of them
you approached the child who was wary but eventually warmed up to you
days went by and the young prince/princess would often follow you like a duckling to it's mother
you adore the little kid and everyone can see it, the smile coming from the prince/princess was enough to make anyone's day bright
the news of his own child being fond of another person reached the ears of the emperor
he was in the middle of throwing a fit when you did not attend to him
the poor guard assigned to him had to inform him how you are currently attending to the his child which explains why you are late
he got a little sober and asked to show where you are
he soon dressed a little more decently albeit still smelling like alcohol and his appearance messy, he still went to find you
the guard lead the way until the emperor comes into a view where you are playing with the prince/princess along with a couple of servants
he watches at how loud his child's laughter are and the glow of your face
he feels his heart beat as if he has fallen in love again
you were nudge and turn to look at the emperor gracing you with his presence
you immediately stop tickling the young child and bow to him
words of apology came out of your lips profusely, stumbling over your words as you look down fearing for the worst
he only asked you to stand up and inspects you
your doe eyed stare makes his insides turn into mush
the young prince/princess turning to you pulling your hand to play again
the emperor looks down at his child who hid behind you from being unfamiliar with their very own father
he kneels down at the level of his child, it pains him how terrible he must've been for neglecting the sweet child his dead wife left behind
he apologizes for his behavior and promises to be on his best
the emperor saw how the little boy/girl would look up to you asking for approval to which you gave them a nod
the kid reluctantly agrees
he then turns to you apologizing and thanking you for taking care of the little one
since that day, it changed the way he looks at you
there's constantly a guard by your side especially when you are with the young child
the emperor keeps an eye on you at times
monitoring your routine
sending gifts and goods to your way
his obsession worsens day by day
he would slowly began to show interest with you
the emperor would drop his bad habits hoping you would see him in a different light
he does want to change but he can't the itching of his mind and hands to be on you
he quits alcohol and now you are his new addiction
he spends more time joining you and his only child
to sneakily get closer to you, learning about your interests and background
it makes him fall deeper in-love with you
his advances would become obvious to everyone, everyone except you
too focused on your duties to even noticed the emperor following you like a puppy
he grew even more jealous and would often take people secretly to torture
the next time you encounter those people, they would only scurry away than interact with you which places you in an odd position
he tunes it up even more through 'accidental' touches
he figures that he loves it when he's close to you, inhaling your scent almost delicious enough to taste you
he's hoping to get more so he permanently assigned you to him when you are not spending time with his child
his company intimidates you as you always feel his heated gaze
eyes scanning down from your head to toe, licking his lips while doing so
the emperor would often cage you in his arms or simply grabbing you by the waist
you get surprised everytime he does
when he couldn't handle it anymore he pins you in place and asks if you can't see how much he's pining for you
you shake your head no and he grins
"I will show you how much I want you to be mine."
he starts kissing you, making you whimper in the process
he makes you wrap your arms around him
kissing you so roughly almost taking your breath away
he rips your dress off making you yelp but he does not break the kiss
the emperor's hands would reach over to rub his palms over your skin
his touch leaves a trail of goosebumps and you feel heated
he breaks of the kiss and his lips travel south to suckle on your nipples
he plays with your breasts, teasing them and pinching them
he chuckles as he hears your whines
"patience, wouldn't be lovely if your lovely breasts swell with milk after I filled you with child?"
his words surprises you, making you worry but your mind is overtaken by lust
"yes please my emperor."
you say sultrily successfully seducing him with a sentence alone
he gets you and him naked
he feels how wet you are for him but decides that it isn't enough for him to let you accomodate to his size
so he scissors your walls with his fingers, rubbing and thrusting until his palms feel your clit
you whine and thrash around as you feel pleasure all over
back arching as he sings praises for how you're doing so well for him
you take the pleasure he gives you and soon comes undone with his hands
he pulls his hands out of your sore pussy, then brings his slick coated fingers to your lips
"open your mouth and suck it."
you comply and suck and lick slick of your release on his fingers
you taste your arousal making you clench your thighs which does not go unnoticed by him
he positions his body between your legs, grabbing you to feel you even closer
he looks down at you with lust
thrusting into you without warning
he groans at the tightness surrounding him almost rendering him motionless with how you squeeze his cock
he starts to thrust slow then suddenly went fast
you moan loudly as he fucks you hard
eyes rolling back to the back of your head
your brain shutting off from the stimulation you are receiving
he rams his cock into you with no mercy, overstimulating your clit in the process
he groans out that he is going to cum he rubs your clit with his thumb
fucking you even harder as you squeal
he thrusts so fast until he cums with a loud groan by your ear
you have your second orgasm with him filling your womb with his seed
he pulls out to see how his cum drips, he pushes it back with a thumb letting you moan a little softly
He cuddles you and you snuggle right back
You immediately fall asleep with exhaustion
he whispers in your ear that you are going to be his and his only
the emperor is determined to make you take the seat of the queen to raise his children and be his wife
he wants you to swell up with his kids marking you as his
for now he let's you rest and those plans with be continued for another day
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suiana · 1 year
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✎ yandere! emperor headcanons . . .
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✎ warnings . . .
― manipulation, possessiveness, slight mentions of violence etc.
(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)
✎ yandere! emperor who was born to a dying empire. an empire that was predicted to never make it pass the great war.
✎ yandere! emperor who brought his kingdom back to glory with his intelligence and amazing skills. his brilliance is simply unmatched.
✎ yandere! emperor who, despite being so successful, is incredibly lonely. focusing too much on rebuilding his empire, he completely forgot his social life and now pays the price.
✎ yandere! emperor who met you at a social gathering. in an attempt to find some close friends, he had unknowingly found the love of his life.
✎ yandere! emperor who pays money to your family to annul your engagement to some random low class noble. and of course they agreed, the emperor is interested in their child! the emperor!
✎ yandere! emperor who is simply hooked the second he talks to you. your voice, the way you carry yourself... it was just perfect. yes, you would be his eternal companion, it is decided.
✎ yandere! emperor who is overly possesive over you. he can't help it, it's his territorial instincts that just unconsciously kick in! you're so perfect after all... what if some nobody thinks you're alone? he simply can't have that happen!
✎ yandere! emperor who hates it when others flirt with you. a little trip to their family and a little torture would teach them a lesson, right?
✎ yandere! emperor who is terrified of you leaving him. he gets slightly insecure about himself at times but you'll never know because he simply masks it and acts like his normal charismatic self.
✎ yandere! emperor who spoils you with only the best of riches, the finest of silks and everything you could ever ask for. the emperor's companion deserves only the best after all.
✎ yandere! emperor who looks at you like you're the only person to ever exist. he just loves you, you know? he can't help it... anything you want, it's yours. just don't leave him, please.
✎ "my dove, you are simply perfect."
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abbyfmc · 1 month
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Yandere emperor! X sterile! Reader Headcanons:
-You could well have been his consort, concubine or even his empress when he founds out about your situation.
They had known each other since they were both very young, when he was a simple prince with several wives already.
He was interested in your creative, witty, intelligent and understanding but above all kind personality. He found you unique, which made him fall madly in love with you.
You were already part of his harem when he realized that no matter how hard he tried, he could never get you pregnant. No matter what diet, ritual or medicine you took, you never managed to have an heir or princess with you.
When he made you his wife, he discovered the whole truth about your infertility, which disappointed him, but he didn't let anyone humiliate you for it.
If he found out that another concubine made you barren: he would punish her severely and try to find a remedy to cure your condition.
If he found out that you became infertile on your own: He would be disappointed, he would get angry with you and think that you hate him and then he would see how he would punish you. And then I would try to cure your condition.
He would even spy on you to see if you take birth control behind his back. If you don't, he will accept that you are sterile and that's it; If you take birth control, he would simply take it away from you, claim and punish you for your boldness, and then make you have his babies.
If none of the above is the case, then I would simply let you or have you adopt the children of concubines who were kicked out of the palace, died in childbirth, or who are simply unfit to care for them.
If any concubine mocks your sterility, the Yandere Emperor will kill her without question as a warning to others.
You would be the adoptive mother of his favorite prince and princess, whom he expects you to lovingly raise as if they were your own.
He likes to watch you play with your adopted children.
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riniworld · 1 month
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fulfil my wish
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yandere!emperor oc x general!f!reader
warnings// obsession,yandere theme,mention of killing and blood,breaking bones,not proofread, let me know if i missed anything!
refrence// you,my love,flower,your majesty-honor, she/her
a/n//i don't actually know if all of this make sense-
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it's been months since you've got married to taron,and you hated every second of it.
your place is in the field with a sword or in a war not in this luxurious life full of lazeness,but he prevented you from using the sword again saying it's too dangerous for an empress to go to the war.
in the start you didn't mind because you don't want to hold the sword against your home,but you can't handle it anymore when you couldn't even go out the castle.
your life start to become plain and boring,you literally had read the entire library.
whenever you open the topic with taron he close it immediately.
You've gave up on getting out from there and didn't argue about it more untill...
You have a younger sister who got married early to one of the soldiers who was under your wing, but he died in one of the battles so you took her and her children responsibilitys on you,You found a job for her to support herself and her children, and you visited them every month but after what happen you forget about her.
you were on your way to taron to give him some papers he had told you to bring because he forgot them in the room when you stumble on one of his correspondents telling him news about the empire and he mentioned something about your sister losing her job.
you had alot of questions first is that how does taron know about her? second Why does he receive her news? She doesn't even live here,but all those questions faded away when you realize you should go visit her.
You were jolted out of your thoughts when the door opened,the correspondent bow in respect and go.
taron smiled softly when he saw you "ah did you bring them already?"
you put the papers on his desk "what did the correspondent told you?" you asked like you didn't hear anything,maybe he'll told you what happen to your sister in details.
"Don't bother yourself with it, it's just normal news about the state of the empire"
you nod in acknowledge "I'll go now then,i need to do something"
"do you now? why don't we drink some tea together,We don't usually sit together" he took your hand and kissed the back of it
you pull your hand quickly "no thanks" then you left.
but then you stopped in your track,Why don't you get closer to him? Maybe he'll let you out the castle then? this idea hit you as you made your way back to him.
you opened the door aggressively "you know what let's drink tea together i don't have anything to do"
taron was confused as much as he was happy,did you finally decided to give him a chance?.
"sure,of course come sit" he said and pull the chair for you to sit on.
when you sat down he demanded the servants to bring two cups of tea in a rush
you sip from your cup in tense,since he sit down he kept just looking at you.
"your tea will get cold" you point out.
"hm?....ah yes,yeah right" he shake his head like he just come to his sense.
you roll your eyes when he wasn't looking.
he sip from his cup befor he speak "What is the reason for the sudden change in behavior,hm?....it's not like i'm complaining of course"
you pause thinking of a reason "...nothing really....I'm-just bored."
He raised his eyebrows in surprise "you're bored? Did the servants fail to bring you anything? do you need anything? should i punish someone?"
"whao there,it's nothing like that i just.....it's boring being here all the time"
he sigh "i don't like where this going to."
"why so? all i ask is a little walk in the cit-"
"no." he shuts you up immediately. "we've talked about that before,if you need anything I'll send someone to bring it to you."
"it's totally different! i need some fresh air"
"the garden is big enough"
"but it's annoying to be in the same place over and over again."
"look.." he say as he made his way to you taking your hands in his "it's all for your safety,we don't know what will happen if you set your foot outside the gates."
"i belive I'm more than capable of myself." you say in annoyance.
taron chuckle slightly "yes,i trust you can of course, let's just say i don't want anyone to see your beauty as well...If I didn't have to, I wouldn't let the servants see you at all"
"that's bullshit" you mutter under yout breath.
"i know you're not the type to stay in one place,but you'll get used to it"
you glare at him in anger and pull your hands from his.
taron sigh in frustration and ran his hand through his hair.
"is boredom the only reason that you want to go out?"
you stayed silent for a moment, "no...i want to visit my sister."
"...oh..you have a sister?"
what a liar,it taking everything in you to not punch him, "i do" you say between gritting teeth.
"don't worry about her,just tell me where is she and I'll take care of her." he smiled at you.
"no need, just let me visit her." you say in desperate.
"I'll think about it" he goes back to his side of the table "i would love to spend some more time with you but i have duties to attend" he say in an apologising tone.
you left the room without saying anything,knowing that it's just lies and he won't let you go.
you're laying down on the bed,you couldn't sleep last night thinking of ways to visit your sister.
Even if you can avoid the servants, you will not be able to avoid the guards outside.
you sigh and gets up to change,you'll think better in the fresh air.
When you open the door to leave, you're stopped by a guard standing at the door.
"please forgive me,your majesty,But it's orders you can't leave your room."
you scoff and get inside,that happened alot when taron get guests.
you sit beside the window looking out at the garden lost in thought,you heard rambling outside the door,that most be the servants busy providing hospitality,poor people.
but that when an idea crossed your mind,everyone busy with the guests,no one will notice you snaking out,And if you use a little of your power as an empress, you can leave, and no one will tell taron immediately.
you open the door again and cut the guard before he say anything "i need to use the lavatory."
the guard look between you and taron's guest room,you clear your throat to get his attention again "I'm sure taron wouldn't mind,in fact he might even get angry if he knew you didn't let me go." you feel a little guilty to use his fear against him but you know you had to,for your sister.
the guard stood in front of you in tense "as you wish,your majesty,but let me escort you."
you had no choice but to accept,now you're here in the toilet thinking about how to get rid of him.
You use one of the moves you had learned as a general,
You pull him in quickly as you apply enough pressure to the carotid arteries,while you cut off the blood flow to his brain, render him unconscious.
you mutter "sorry" and left,walking slowly to the outside gates you've bumped on one or two of the servants who questions you if you need anything or telling you that taron don't want you to go out now,but you brush it off by some excuses as he the one who told you to bring him something or you want something personal from a room.
You have successfully reached the outdoor garden, you made your way to the gates and the guards stopped you "sorry your honor but you are forbidden from leaving, it is the Emperor's orders"
you expected this to happen "I've been given permission to leave"
the guards look at each other and then one of them speak "excuse us but we have to ask his majesty about this"
"are you calling me a liar?" you say sternly.
the guard started to get tense and bow his head "i would never your honor!"
"it's-it's just for safety,your honor,so his majesty won't get upset" the other guard says shakly
"there's no need to disturb him right now,i belive my word is enough to go by,isn't it?"
the guards opened the way to you and shouted "yes of course your honor!"
it would be strange for you to go walking in this clothes in public so you take a trolley to escort you.
your eyes land on a clothes shop,it sells ordinary clothes just the thing you need so you told the trolley driver to stop by it, when you enter everyone star at you,not that they recognize you thank to taron's possessiveness, but because you look more like a royalty to buy something from a store like that.
you ignore the stars and whispers in your way looking for something more comfortable you can run in it if needed...or fight.
when you find what you want and wear it you head to pay but then realize that you didn't bring with you any money,cursing under your breath as you think of something you can pay by, your eyes landed on your ring,your wedding ring,it's not like you loved it anyway so you give it to the seller who look at you with shock but eventually take it of course even if it was too much for the price.
as you walk out the store,you tries to hide your face as much as you can so the trolley driver won't recognize you,when you get far enough you start to walk casually but fast trying to reach your sister as fast as you can before taron knows about your disappear and make a huge deal of it.
8:00p.m
it's been two hour when those shame of royalties has been here,taron grew annoyed,What they say is all bullshit to him,he could kick them out easily and for no reason but he doesn't want to deal with the drama that will happen... not now at least not when you finally softened up to him a little bit,his mood ease a little when he thought of you.
he wonder if you're asleep right now,and hope you're not, he want to spend some time with you again.
8:30p.m
oh finally they're gone!,taron bid them farewell coldly and fast he didn't even escort them to the gates but can they complain? they're lucky enough he even accepted to meet them and didn't kick them out by 5 min.
taron head to your room and got angry when no one stand at the door,didn't he set a guard here?.
he opens the door to your room slowly so he won't wake you up if you were sleeping,But all his annoyance changed to shock when he did not see anyone in the room he made sure to not let you out didn't he?!
taron shouted for the servants to come and by seconds three servants bowing on their hands before him,no one dared to left their head up not when their emperor is angry.
"i belive I've made myself clear to not let y/n left the room,haven't i?,so where is she now?" his tone is terrifyingly filled with coldness.
"We-we were s-s-so busy hosting that we didn't notice anyone leaving,your-your Majesty" one of them say shakly with terror.
"you useless insects!" he shouted "I'll deal with you later,go and prepare my horse and let some of those guards prepare themselves too...quickly!" he demanded.
the servants hurried to do what they had been told.
taron knew exactly where are you going to,if you only waited for some days, he was going to take you there of course he was, why would he prevents you from visiting your sister?? he was just going to make it a surprise but you had to break his words and now you ruined everything, he has to make you learn how to obey him even if he have to use power.
day later
it wasn't easy to left the empire the guards was everywhere, you even had to hide somewhere for like three hours.
but eventually you're out know and close to your sister's house it only take an hour walking.
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you finally here after alot of trouble,you knock on the door and your sister opened the door real quick.
"ah-y/n! what-what got you here?"
you didn't answer instead you throw yourself at her and hug here tight,she return the hug but there was something strange about her, she sutter and seems like really anxious,you shrug this feeling off maybe she's still brokendown.
she guster you inside "I've heard about what happened" you say while sitting down.
"o-oh really? it's not a big deal...and i-i heard about your marriage" she brings some tea and biscuit to a table in front of you.
"ugh don't talk about that now,it's miserable..that sham of a man thinks he have the right to control my life or something"
"y-y/n ac-actually he's-"
"but it's true my love, i do have the right to control your life" someone cut your sister off, you recognize that voice, taron
you stand up in a defensive pose quickly wich lead to knock the tray off "what are you doing here?!"
"what? am i not allowed to visit my beloved wife sister?" he said with innocent tone.
you look at your sister with a questioning look,but what got you angry more is how your sister shiver in fear, what did he do to her?!.
"i swear to god taron if you've hurt her!" you warning.
taron only chuckle slightly "I've never heard you say my name,it's like honey when you say it"
you didn't replay don't want to go further with his playing.
taron's expression suddenly turned serious "now let's go back to the castle,and you're going to come with me obediently" he say coldly
you wanted to argue but your sister life is on the line,before you even replay he grabbed your arm and dragged you to his horse behind the house, he ride the horse at first and demand "ride" as you ride hesitantly.
The road to the castle was quiet and full of tension, you knew full well that there would be consequences when you return, but at least your sister was safe.
as soon as you reached your destination, taron took you by your arm forcefully and then threw you on the floor of the room.
you fall on your back hard but you swallow your groan,Before you lift yourself off the ground taron place his foot on your neck It chokes you a little.
"you broke my words,flower. i have to make sure you won't do it again." he say strangely calm as he tuck down and take one of your arms
the next thing you hear is a cracking noise,fuck he broke your arm.
you bite your lips to not scream and sound weak,All thanks to your training as a general,but you eventually let a little groan escape as he force more wight on it.
"you broke my heart,flower. The least i can do is break your arm,and this still not as much pain as I felt" with every word come out his mouth he twists your arm more "be thankful i didn't kill your sister."
with that he left you alone,you lift yourself up and embrace your arm letting out a few tears,it of course doesn't hurt like the battles injuries But this is the first time someone has broken your pride, and who did it? The person you hate most!.
you swear you'll get your revenge someday.
someone knock on the door,you gave permission to enter, the castle's doctor entered,she respectfully told you to sit on the bed so she cast your broken arm. (i guess it's like that?)
When she finished, she wished you a speedy recovery and left.
taron entered as soon as the doctor left,he looked at your arm for some minute before he exhale and sit down beside you.
"you lost that" He takes your good hand and place your wedding ring in your finger,a blood-stained ring,did he kill the clothes seller?!.
"you of course hadn't gave it willingly,so i brought it back to you, don't mind the blood it'll go easly with some soap" he was smiling, how can he smile when he just killed an innocent person!.
maybe the blood on the ring will remind you what taron can do without guilt, if you hadn't listen to him this would've been you sister blood.
he's terrifying.
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finallyyyyyy
hope you like it :)!
have a nice day/night♡
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faux-ecrivain · 3 months
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Yan Emperor
(Twelfth Official Post)
(Duke’s name is Isaiah Hartfeld)
(This one might be a bit muddled, but I tried my best.)
(Emperor’s name is Adonis Margold)
(this one focuses on the Emperor, part two should focus on the Duke)
     The Duke, Isaiah Hartfeld, was well known for being a promiscuous womanizer and he often caused an uproar in society. Which is what prompted the Emperor to marry Isaiah off to someone that would whip him into shape, you. You were a well known person throughout all social circles, you were the head of you family and you didn’t let anyone push you around. Of course, when the emperor first proposed such an idea you immediately shut it down. You didn’t explain why, but you did say that nothing in this world would ever make you change your mind. So, he decides to offer you something out of this world, something only he can give you.
     The Emperor greets you as you enter the throne room, a sly smile on his tanned face. “Ah, Good Morrow, my dear friend, how are you this lovely evening?” He descends from his throne, his boots click against the marble floor. He holds a gloves hand out and waits for you the greet him, you reluctantly grab hold of his hand with one of your own gloved hands. (Gloves are very popular around here) You place a respectful kiss on his knuckles (which, of course, causes the Emperor to smile) and then let go of his hand (which causes the emperor’s smile to fall).
      “I am doing no better than any other day, why did you call me here, Your majesty?” You respond with an air of formality and familiarity. The Emperor frowns, finding your formality unnecessary. “Come now, my dear subject, formality is not necessary. We’re practically family!” He says with a grin on his face and wink of his eyes, you, however, are confused. But you just nod your head and let him say what he wants. He waits for your response, but his joy diminishes with each second of silence.
     He clears his throat and pats your shoulders. “I see you’re in no mood for small talk, so I suppose I should just get to the point.” He forces a smile on his face and places his hands on your shoulders, he chooses to ignore the way you lean away from him. “I’ve decided that you shall marry Duke Hartfeld.” Your eyes widen and you’re about to disagree when the Emperor interrupts you. “Ah, Ah, Ah, I already know what you’re about to say, but trust me, you do not want to reject this deal.” He leads you to a nearby chair, which seems to have been placed just for you, and sits you down. He kneels, on one knee, in front of you.  “Your majesty! What are you doing?!” You exclaim, finding his behavior strange. He brushes off your worries and continues speaking.
     “Listen, [Y/N], I know you aren’t from this country and I know you want to go home. So, if you marry the Duke and straighten him up, then I’ll take you home.” Your expression shifts from disbelief to doubt, how would the Emperor send you home, and how does he know you aren’t from here? Unless, by home, he means returning you to your country. Which would make more sense, because you were a prisoner of war when you first came to this country. Now, you’re a high ranking general and commanding an army, you can’t help but be proud of yourself. “What on Ilasatra do you mean?” (Ilasatra is the equivalent of earth in this world.) You ask him, a frown developing on your face.
    The Emperor smirks and brushes your hair back, then he stands up and begins to circle your chair. He stands behind you and leans his head down to whisper into your ears. “You know exactly what I mean.” He purrs, placing his hand on your shoulder and caressing it, which causes you to lean away from him. He touches you far too much, it makes you very uncomfortable. Your breath catches in your throat and you can’t help the hope that claws its way to your heart. “You can send me home?” You mutter, turning to face him and your gaze catch his. There’s such a hopeful look in your eyes, he smirks, it amuses him and then his eyes are caught by your lips. Oh, how he wishes to love you, but you would be of better use whipping the Duke into shape. 
    He clears his throat and drags his gaze away from yours, he resumes his previous action of circling your chair. His hand trails down your arm and causes goose bumps on your skin (because you’re uncomfortable). “Yes, I could get you home, but only if you do something for me first.” His tone is quite mysterious, he seems to know something you don’t. “It will be worth it, I promise.”  His hand entangles itself with yours, you pull away and he reluctantly lets you go. 
     You contemplate his words, your brows furrowed and you wipe your hand on your coat (which, of course, causes him to chuckle). You hesitantly agree, knowing that making a deal with the emperor is a bad idea. “Very well then, Your Majesty, I trust you.” His heart flutters when you admit to trusting him, he didn’t know those words could have such a pleasant affect on him. He smiles and yanks you out of your chair, he then places both his hands on your shoulders. “That’s wonderful, [Y/N], I knew you wouldn’t let me down.” He traps you in a tight hug, despite how uncomfortable it makes you (and it makes you very uncomfortable).
      You struggle somewhat to escape his grip, eventually giving up and letting him hold you as long as he wished. He sighs, his mind awash with loving images of you and him together. He knows it will never happen, but he surely can dream about it. You’re pretty sure he was sniffing your hair and that was your sign to escape the hug, so you stepped on his foot and then backed away from him. His pained groans are muffled by his hand and he tries not to scream, he forgot how sharp your boots were. “Ah, my dear, that was quite rude of you, but I’ll forgive you, just don’t do it again.” He warns you with a rather playful tone, even waggles his finger at you, but the threat is real. You frown and shuffle away from him. 
     He tsks and drags you back to him, although he does have to fight as you dig your heels into the marble flooring. “Come now, dear, I won’t hurt you. Don’t you want to know what I need from you?” His smile tightens as he struggles, he didn’t expect you to be so strong. He chuckles nervously, he even sweats a bit (which irritates him because he absolutely despises sweating). He lets go of you, causing you to stumble back yet you retain your balance. “Okay, you just stay there and I’ll explain the deal to you, alright?” You nod your head and he claps his hands together. His smile grows and his tone shifts from agitated to cheery. “Wonderful! My dear, do you know who Duke Hartfeld is?” You nod again, then verbally respond. “Yes, I’ve heard rumors about him.”
     Actually, you’ve heard many rumors, all of them attest to his hedonistic lifestyle. You don’t like him very much, you absolutely despise him. The Emperor smiles again, he smiles a lot, and walks towards you. “Great, I want you to marry him-“ You gasp in shock and then interrupt him, because there is no way in Natiscle (Natiscle is the equivalent of hell in this world.) that you’re going to marry that worthless wrench of a man. “Oh, like Natiscle I will marry that man! I wouldn’t marry him if he were the last man on Ilasatra!” You exclaim loudly, the servants in the room startled by your behavior. The Emperor is amused by your response, he chuckles and feels himself growing fonder of you with each word that escapes your mouth.
     “Oh, Baiyases, (Baiyas is the equivalent of heaven in this world, so Baiyases is the equivalent of heavens.) now dear, you shouldn’t overreact. He really isn’t all that bad, if you ignore his faults and he won’t be any trouble if you smack him around a bit.” The Emperor does not like the Duke, at all, and neither do you. But you could never smack Duke Hartfeld around, he’s so weak and it’s not like he’s a criminal. “Oh, no, I couldn’t do that. It wouldn’t be right.” She responds causing him to rolls his eyes and scoffs. “Oh, please [Y/N], you’ve dealt with far more reputable enemies than that old Duke.” You cringe when he mentions your past, as a general you’ve had to take down many people and you hate being reminded of that. Also, the Duke Isn’t that old, he’s actually younger than you. Which might explain his promiscuity, they say, that is the noble women say, that young man are very adventurous, and often have trouble committing to a relationship. 
     You sigh, a frown etching its way onto your face. You look away from the Emperor, which causes you to miss his frown, and then think about his offer. You don’t want to marry that wretched Duke, but the Emperor says he can send you home and you really do want to go home. You sigh again and massage your temple. “Okay, I’ll do it, but you have to promise you’ll send me home right after. I don’t want to stay with him any longer than necessary.” You fold your hands together and tug at your gloves. The Emperor smiles once he hears you accept his request and he can’t help but hug you again. “Oh, thank you so much, my dear! All I need you to do is whip him into shape and then you can leave, okay?” 
      You nod, then wriggle your way out of his hold. This time the Emperor doesn’t frown, he seems happy to have heard you agree to his favor. “How long do I have to be married to him?” You ask, causing him to tilt his head and pretend to think. “Oh, perhaps two or three years. That’s not too long, is it?” You groan, just a week around that Duke is too much. You couldn’t fathom spending two years with him, let alone three. The Emperor chuckles upon seeing your disgusted face, he takes joy in knowing that you despise the Duke just as much as he does. “Is that alright, dear? Surely you could handle two, or three, years with the Duke? After all, you’re a very strong person, the Duke couldn’t be much worse than those on the battlefield, right?” 
     You frown again once the Emperor brings up your past, he sure likes to do that. You sigh, roll your eyes and cross your arms. “I can’t do two years, but I’ll do one year.” The Emperor tilts his head, amused and intrigued by your behavior. Not many nobles would have the gall to negotiate with the Emperor, that’s why your his favorite subject. “Hm, a year and half.” He says, which causes you to glare at him, then speak again. “No, one year and three months.” The Emperor exhales and his eyes narrow, he’s becoming irritated with your boldness. “A year and two weeks.” He responds, you consider his offer, then nod your head. “Fine, a year and two weeks, but no more.” He smiles, quite happy now that you’ve agreed with him. “Wonderful, oh, I can’t wait for the ceremony!” (Although, he would rather you marry him, but oh well, such is life) He claps his hands together and kisses your cheek, as a way to share his congratulations, but it just made you uncomfortable.
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Bonus Scenes:
You: “Do you really think me strong?” Not many nobles admire your strength, they believe you should fit into a certain mold, and it’s rather frustrating.
The Emperor: He places his hand son your shoulders, a flirtatious smirk on his face. “Why of course, darling! You are so very strong, the strongest person I’ve ever met..” He purrs, his hands trailing down your arms.
You: You puff out your chest upon hearing the Emperor compliment your strength. “Hmph, that’s right, I’m the strongest person around.” 
The Emperor: He chuckles, amused by your behavior. He thinks you’re absolutely adorable, he’ll do anything if it means having you next to him.
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(Hope you enjoyed this fan fiction, this one was a bit longer than most of my other written works. Regardless, I hope you enjoy it and please leave a comment if you want more.)
(This is just part one, it focuses more on the Emperor than the Duke, but don’t worry the Duke will have his turn soon enough!)
(this took hours and days to make, mostly because I procrastinated, but at least it’s done. This is part one, part two will, hopefully, focus on the Duke.)
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crowwritesaway · 12 days
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Yandere General x Female Reader Pt. 2
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“How’s the fire?” The general asked, smiling down at you. “It feels good.” You looked over at the fire place. The fire making a crackling sound. It was a cold night. He had lit a fire before you entered your room.
“I’m glad. I used what I could find to start the fire.” You rubbed your hands together. Your hands were sore from swinging the sword around. He looked at the fire with a grin. All thanks to that stupid book.
“You should get some rest. It’s late.” You said, standing up from the chair. The general nodded. “It is, but I’m not tired.” I want to be with you just a bit longer.
“Ms. Y/N.” A maid came inside your room. You looked over at her. “Yes.” The General glanced at her. What does she want? He scoffed, his eyes narrowed. Could it be that the Emperor heard I was still here?
“The Emperor is calling for you.” You sighed. He must be having trouble with sleeping. You grew up beside the Emperor. You had been raised with the palace. Adopted by a maid who served his father’s consort.
“You should go rest.” The General stood up. “I’ll take you to him.” He said, smiling softly at you.
“Okay.” You didn’t refuse him. “Let’s go.” You let out a sigh of relief. At least, he didn’t make me patrol the courtyard.
He heard you. “After you’re done with the Emperor, make sure to patrol the courtyard.” You looked over at him. “I will.” Can he read minds now?
You were all walking over to the Emperor’s room. The maid kept her head low. She was walking behind you. The General felt a bit better. He was going to give you the night off. However, he’d rather you patrol than spend the night chatting with the Emperor.
The maid hurriedly walked in front of the Emperor’s door. She announced the presence of Y/N and the General. The Emperor called out for them to enter. “Y/N.” The Emperor greeted you with a smile. “Greetings.” You said, bowing your head. The Emperor looked at the General. “What are you doing here?” The General coldly smiled before greeting the Emperor. “I just wanted to give my greeting after safety bringing my soldier to you.”
The Emperor chuckled. Who does he think he is? Claiming my Y/N? He has a death wish. “Thank you. You should go back and rest. You never know what could happen tomorrow.”
You stood on the side and felt the tension between them. Some things never change. So competitive. “Y/N. Take a seat. I’ll make it clear. You’re dismissed, General.” He patted beside him.
The only protection he has is Y/N and the people. My duty as well. He remained calmed. He’s not worth my rage. The General nodded, he bowed before leaving. “Have a restful night.” The Emperor nodded. He took one last glance at you before exiting the room.
You sat down. “Hmm…he seems attached to you.” And I don’t like it. The General thought. Those glances were full of promises. “Uh, yeah. He’s strict with me. I have to patrol tonight. I can’t catch a break.” You swore. Attached my foot. He’s restless. He always wants me to do things when I’m talking with someone.
The Emperor didn’t looked convinced. “You don’t have to patrol. I’ll send someone else.” He looked at you and said, “If the General has a problem with this then you tell him that I ordered it.”
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heartfullofleeches · 1 year
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imagine jester reader, in another of their dollmaking for the emperor shenanigans, manages to attract Pin.
They are no longer a beginner to this, this one should be the prettiest one they've ever done, those are the jester's last thoughts before drifting away to dreamland. Pin has seen better craftsmanship before and they themselves could certainly do better, but that little human with a funny hat seemed so earnest.....
You don't remember ever finishing that doll, and even weirder, no matter how many times you give it back to the emperor, at the end of the day it always sits atop of your bed again.....welp, the emperor is probably trying to pay you back for all your jokes, that's nice!
You smile in content with your new work, placing the little friend beside the other, much larger one on your work bench. Since you made your first doll for your emperor, you fell in love with the craft as a whole. Aside from the normal sizes plushies, you has been working for a few weeks now on a life sized jester doll.
The doll was a few inches taller than you; its color scheme a full arrangement of the rainbow. Its left arm and right leg were red with black stripes with the reversal was yellow with a diamond pattern. Extra fabric hung around its elbows: two bells attached to each. Its left chest was embroidered with the ace of hearts. It had a combine puffy collar, sleeves, and shorts; its bell strung hat the same color as its limbs. You decided to try something new and gave it a face plate made of wood; a smile blue tear by its cresent eyes and wide smile.
After all of that, you still weren't done. The doll was missing its hands and smaller details, plus you haven't seen the hat to its head. You were still happy with your current progess so all you had to do was keep working on it at a later date. For now, your production of dolls had to stop completely as you were summoned for your royal duties of keeping a smile on your emperor's face.
The second you leave the room, your closet door creeps open. A mannequin stumbles out of the abyss on its fragile wooden leans, fumbling towards your work bench. It looks down at all of the dolls you've made in the past. Your improvement is noticeable, even if they've still seen far better. More importantly, they can see the love for the craft that you had through your dolls. It's what led them to remaining within the castle walls and in various spaces around your room.
The mannequin places two objects on the table. Black plush hands equipped with tiny claws made from chips in its wood. It grabs your needle and thread; and lifts the sleeves of the jester doll. It attaches its creation to yours one at a time; getting through the first before you return. It creeps back into the closet and watches as you settle in for the evening.
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Over the course of the following days, the doll is completed. You don’t remember going near your bench much during that time, nor finishing the doll when you look at the completed work, but you're too happy to see it done to care.
"Hello, New friend. Glad you're finally done." You hug the doll, picking up it. It was a little heavier than you remembered. Its hand wraps around your waist as you carry it across the room and out to the hall.
You head to the emperor's study and kick open the door. "Your highness! I've brought company!"
The emperor swallows back a grimace as you bring the human sized doll in the room and place it in a vacant care. "What on earth is that?"
"It's our newest guest! They don't have a name yet, but aren't they beautiful?"
Flames flicker across the polish of the doll's face from the fireplace.
"Gorgeous."
"I'll leave you two to get comfortable. Bye!"
The emperor leers at the doll. He obliviously couldn't throw it out since it was a gift you gave him, but there was something unsettling about it.
That night, a shadow looms over your bed. You said they were beautiful.
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You wake up the next morning to a fright. The doll had been placed in your bed and facing you. Its arms were thrown over you in a soft embrace and a note card sat on its pillow. You read it.
"My name is Pin. Its nice to meet you."
Pin. Must be the name the emperor gave them. Finally getting back at you for all your laughs. You sit up and bring them along with you, hugging them to your chest as you climb out of bed. "It's nice to meet you too Pin, and I'm glad you came to sleep with me - but lets get you home."
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You shut the door to the emperor's study after placing Pin back in their chair; bumping into him as you turn.
"Oh! Hello, your highness! Thank you for leaving Pin with me last night. They're a good cuddle partner apparently."
"Who?"
You point at the door. "The doll. You named it Pin right?"
"No."
"Oh... Maybe it was a maid then. Sorry to have troubled you." You walk away.
The following morning, Pin is there again. You attempt to return them, but they're back again like clockwork. Another note appears on your bed the second time you do it.
"I like it in here. Please don't throw me away. I want to be with you - forever."
And so, ignoring the oddity of the situation, you gained a new bed mate. The emperor is jealous, but can do nothing to get rid of it since it is a harmless inanimate object. You bond over practicing your jokes on them and chatting about your day; unaware that the doll was listening loud and clear. Its wide smile reflected the one within the entity inside the doll at hearing your voice.
You climb into bed for yet another peaceful night of sleep, kissing them goodnight before settling down. As soon as you fall asleep, wooden lips touch your forehead; a plush hand stroking your hair as the doll hums a soft lullaby.
"Goodnight, Y/n. I hope you have sweet dreams because mine is right here"
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ragazza-whintigale · 1 year
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𝖄𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊! 𝕰𝖒𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖔𝖗! 𝕺𝖈 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗
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𝕻𝖊𝖗𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖎 ➵ Rulyan (OC) 𝕬𝖛𝖛𝖊𝖗𝖙𝖊𝖓𝖟𝖊 ➵  Lieve comportamento Yandere, matrimonio combinato, pessimi genitori, abuso di potere, gravidanza non consensuale, Sesso non consensuale (implicito). 𝕻��𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖊➵ 5034
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Diverte lo aveva definito adesso Rulyan a ricordarlo, con occhi sognanti mentre le teneva la mano per scaldarla dal gelido inverno. In  realtà nella capitale faceva sempre freddo, essendo la città più a nord di tutto l’impero, però d’inverno era talmente freddo che era difficile abituarsi. Neanche dopo tutti questi anni (nome) lo aveva fatto, appoggiandosi ancora a lui per questo. ❝ Hai freddo? Vuoi che entriamo?❞ La sua voce era cristallina e diaffanica, meritando ogni lode da tutte quelle donne che lo avevano ammirato. Lei non era una di loro e non avrebbe lodato il suono della sua voce, ma sarebbe una bugia dire che non lo pensava, solo una innocua constatazione a se stessa. Ma insomma, nonostante non fosse ancora del tutto abituata a queste temperature, era lui quello che in gioventù si ammalava più volte di quello che avrebbero potuto ricordare. ❝ Dovrei essere io a chiederlo , vostra altezza imperiale.❞ La sua voce era mansueta e distante come il solito, niente a che vedere con il ruolo di Consorte favorita dall’imperatore e il profondo amore che molte poesie e canti lodavano per tutto l’impero. Un sospiro lasciò le labbra dell’uomo, poteva essere cocciuta, anzi era cocciuta, con quel suo comportamento stava solo mettendo in difficoltà entrambi. (Nome) voleva mettere una distanza tra loro e lui non lo voleva. Quasi si ritrovò a capire la frustrazione di suo padre, nei confronti della sua adorata madre. Anche lei era una straniera come la sua (Nome), ed entrambi avevano fatto innamorare membri della famiglia imperiale perdutamente di loro. Forse il fascino dello sconosciuto, o semplicemente l'amore per la loro passione e sentimento nel fare le cose. Tuttavia a Rulyan non piaceva essere paragonato a quell’uomo, che era suo padre, lo ha sempre disprezzato e forse aveva fatto lo stesso anche suo padre con lui.  
Rulyan fece cenno ad una delle serve che li seguivano a debita distanza, così che le loro conversazioni non potessero essere udite da anima viva. Subito una ragazza decisamente più giovane di (nome) si avvicinò con un mantello in pelliccia e stoffa decorata, appoggiandolo con grazia sulle spalle della consorte dai capelli (colore). La serva fece un inchino e di rimando la sua padrona le fece un sorriso permettendole di andarsene, poi si rivolse a suo marito con sguardo orgoglioso e freddo. Era cocciuto, forse più di quanto lo fosse lei e quando aveva deciso qualcosa, soprattutto se le riguardava, era irremovibile. ❝ Pensavo di aver accennato a quanto non fosse necessario la vostra preoccupazione per una umile speziale. ❞ Il moro non sembrò dare molto bado alle sue parole, però rispose comunque sistemando ulteriormente il nuovo mantello. ❝ Non vedo perchè non dovrei preoccuparmi della mia amata moglie, soprattutto quando sta per diventare madre dei miei figli. ❞ Poteva essere considerata una provocazione, ma Rulyan non ne era il tipo, era più una constatazione, una frase usata solo con il scopo di aver ragione nella discussione. Ma avrebbe vinto comunque a dire la verità, lui era l’imperatore nessuno avrebbe potuto dargli torto in alcun modo.
Da sotto le spesse vesti, la giovane consorte aveva accarezzato il suo ventre, erano tutte supposizioni naturalmente, ma Rulyan avrebbe preso a cuore quelle parole più di quanto avrebbe dovuto. Aveva avuto solo un giramento di testa e lui era venuto a saperlo. Niente per lui era più importante delle sue parole, e lei con la sua ilarità aveva elencato tutto quello che poteva essere, ma niente lo aveva colpito più del sentire che potesse essere gravida di lui. Ogni accesso al padiglione della nobile consorte (nome) era stato minimizzato, come anche il numero di persone a cui era permesso vedere la stessa consorte. Era destabilizzante, sapeva benissimo che essere la prima ad avere un figlio dall’imperatore, la rendeva in grave pericolo di vita, tra concubine gelose e famiglia nobili che non erano d'accordo sull’origine del futuro neonato. Tutto era così surreale e non era nemmeno certo che questo neonato ci fosse. La mano di Rulyan scivolò sulla sua guancia, sistemando allo stesso tempo una ciocca dietro l’orecchio, un’azione amorevole agli occhi degli altri e un puro teatrino per lei, niente di più finto.
❝ Rientriamo per favore. ❞ Alla fine aveva ceduto alla sua richiesta precedente e la accompagnò all’interno del padiglione, ❝ Allora potresti darmi l’onore di prendere un the con te… in memoria dei vecchi tempi ovviamente.❞
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Il piccolo principe imperiale guardò rapito la ragazza di fronte a lui. Era evidentemente più grande di lui anche se poco o più di 2 o 3 anni, eppure era abbastanza visibile, o forse era solo colpa della febbre e della gola infiammata o ancora del fiato corto. ❝ Chi sei? ❞ La misteriosa ragazza lo guardò come se avesse chiesto qualsiasi cosa tranne quello che aveva detto, semplicemente lo aveva guardato. Non era qualcosa che potesse essere definito come materno, di pietà o che avrebbe calmato chiunque, eppure lui si calmò ugualmente e la lasciò fare. Tolse il lembo di stoffa che era stato posato sulla sua fronte porgendolo a qualche cameriera che la stava assistendo dandole ovviamente qualche ordine che lui non riuscì a comprendere e gli alzò la testa. Tra le mani aveva un cucchiaio in argento il cui contenuto aveva un odore nauseante. Volto il viso evitando la posata e la ragazza sospirò amareggiata ❝ Vostra altezza, vi prego almeno di assaggiare, a questo stadio della malattia deve tenersi idratato e nutrito o non guarirà molto presto.❞ Disse riprovando a dargli quell’intruglio sconosciuto ma lo evitó nuovamente. Non sembrava una persona molto paziente e lo aveva notato ❝ Bambino Viziato.❞ La ragazza aveva sibilato più a se stessa che a lui. Nessuno l’aveva sentita tranne lui quindi pensava andasse bene per lei, non aveva prove per dirlo, e lei avrebbe potuto usare la scusa di visioni deliranti che Rulyan aveva avuto durante la febbre. ❝ Vi prometto che se mangerete questo senza fiatare risponderò alla vostra domanda.❞ Rulyan sembrava soddisfatto, per quanto potesse dimostrarlo in quel stato. Socchiuse le labbra permettendo alla ragazza di nutrirlo. Il sapore non eguagliava l’odore ma non era poi così distante.
(Nome) aveva allontanato le altre domestiche dalla stanza senza nessuno sforzo, la coscienza di Rulyan era più vivida di quello che si aspettava da malato. ❝ Beh immagino che a questo punto dovrei presentarmi.❞ Probabilmente era il minimo, dato che era una ragazzina poco più grande di lui che non aveva mai visto prima di allora che probabilmente non era nemmeno di quei luoghi. (Nome) si schiarì la voce sonoramente. ❝ Il mio nome è (nome).❞ Era una una presentazione talmente semplice e sprecata da essere quasi ovvia, aveva sentito vagamente alcune serve chiamarla così. ❝ Non hai risposto ugualmente alla mia domanda. ❞ La ragazza sembrava consapevole della cosa per questo sbuffò, forse in molti le avevo già chiesto chi potesse essere e quella risposta gli era sempre bastata. ❝ ok ok…❞ Mise le mani avanti ❝ …Sono (nome) come ti ho già detto, e sono una speziale che proviene da quello che voi chiamate occidente.❞ Rimase stupito, era la prima volta che vedeva qualcuno che proviene dall’occidente oltre sua madre. ❝ Occidente? E cosa ci fai qui allora?❞ La ragazza sbatté le palpebre come a pensare ad una risposta giusta, una di quelle risposte troppo complicate da spiegare, ma che avrebbe comunque fatto. ❝ Niente che implichi le vostre attenzioni vostra altezza imperiale.❞ ❝ Se sei qui così facilmente significa che sei stata assunta in qualche modo.❞ Le sue parole scivolarono quasi spontanee e forse se fosse rimase più allungo, avrebbe potuto fargli tutte quelle domande che non aveva mai avuto il coraggio di fare a sua madre. ❝ Non esattamente in realtà, ma potreste sempre chiedere a vostra madre o all’Imperatore stesso, vostro padre.❞ Rulyan si imbronciò, non avevi davvero intenzione di parlare oltre e questo lo faceva contorcere dalla curiosità. ❝ Mei Lin, Xia Ying, andate a chiamare mia madre immediatamente. ❞ Le due serve di giovane età ma sempre più vecchie di Rulyan, corsero al richiamo del padrone. Ed mentre loro sembrano agitarsi al tono instabile del moro, (nome) aveva iniziato a sistemare ordinatamente il suo materiale nella sacca che aveva portato con sé andando a chiamare la concubina. Era bastato quell’intruglio di erbe e radici per calmare la febbre, questo avrebbe solo diminuito il tempo della sua permanenza lì.
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❝ Rulyan è un nome Buffo, per un posto come questo. ❞ La sentenza della (colore) lo lasciò spiazzato, non era un tono con cui rivolgersi ad un principe imperiale, ma ancora si ritrovò a ricordare che fosse straniera. ❝ Lo so… mi madre viene dall’occidente. ❞ Aveva mantenuto vivo il discorso senza nessun motivo apparente, solo curiosità passeggera. ❝ Lo avevo notato.❞ Era ovvio che lo avesse fatto, a differenza di molti all’interno di questo palazzo, lei osservava prima di poter fare affermazioni tanto azzardate e naturalmente Rulyan lo aveva notato, come poteva non farlo? Lui stesso aveva gli occhi di un placido grigio azzurro così chiaro e limpido, non era di certo un colore comune qui, dove la maggior parte sfoggiava tonalità castane e nocciola, come lo stesso imperatore. ❝ E allora perché giudicate l’origine del mio nome.❞ Lei alzò un sopracciglio come a chiederli se veramente era così cieco. Era davvero ovvio che (nome) lo trovasse divertente. Rulyan non era un nome che un imperatore avrebbe dato al suo nascituro e futuro erede, e infatti non lo aveva fatto. Rulyan, semplicemente, non era mai stato amato, era una peculiare vittima di strane conseguenze. Una madre costretta in un matrimonio con un principe straniero e successivamente imperatore, per poi dare alla luce un figlio che le ricordava così tanto l’uomo odiato. Poi c’era l’imperatore che non prestava attenzioni ad un neonato a cui non aveva scelto il nome, e che la sua concubina gli aveva nascosto. Rulyan si trovava solo in mezzo a due fuochi.
Questa convivenza era sempre stata difficile in qualche modo ma si era alleggerita dopo l’arrivo di (nome). Lei, se Rulyan avrebbe potuto descriverla, era quel qualcuno che si trovava lì per cause di forza maggiore ma che non se lo faceva pesare né a se stessa né a lui , per questo aveva favorito la sua compagnia rispetto ad altre. Naturalmente lui sapeva che se lei era qua era colpa sua e della sua malattia ma non si sentiva in colpa e lei non lo faceva notare, ma era tutto implicito. ❝ Quanto rimarrai ancora qui? ❞ Aveva posto fine allo stallo della propria risposta precedente per crearne un altro. (Nome) non sapeva quanto sarebbe rimasta, finché Rulyan non fosse guarito non avrebbe potuto andarsene, il che avrebbe voluto dire anche anni, vista la sconosciuta natura della malattia, ma ora che si sentiva già meglio solo dopo una settimana delle sue cure, dubitava che sarebbe rimasta così allungo. (Nome) versò una tazza di infuso e la consegno a Rulyan che la prese docilmente, la reputava brava con lui dato che nessuno era riuscito a tenerlo così vivo alla conversazione come lei, eppure lei non faceva molto per continuare, come faceva sua madre. O forse no. Sua madre non rispondeva mai alle sue domande, e se lo facevano erano risposte veloci e brevi, a volte non c'entrano nemmeno con la domanda che Rulyan aveva fatto. Certo (nome) non era una persona che si prodigava in lunghi e infiniti discorsi, diceva solo la crudele e infima realtà e questo lo attirava ad ascoltare tali cattiveria sul mondo, che quasi mai potevano essere adulatori.
❝ Non sono sicura di quanto durerà la malattia, ma penso che in un anno di riuscire a ristabilirla e tenervi sotto osservazione anche alcuni mesi❞ solo un anno? Davvero? Nessuno era mai arrivato a conclusioni così azzardate, ma lei sembra sapere quello che faceva il che lo lusingava, aveva saputo trattarlo meglio di qualsiasi eunuco, sacerdote e dottore della corte interna. Forse se davvero l’avesse chiesto potrebbe lavorare lei stessa per la corte interna, in fondo stava salvando la vita di un principe con successo, ma non era sicuro lei avrebbe mai accettato.
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❝ Ho sentito che molte concubine sono decedute nell’ultimo periodo per una malattia misteriosa. ❞ Ruylan si era rivelato un bambino molto più curioso di quanto (nome) si aspettasse. Lo guardò dando un morso ad una pesca acerbo. ❝ e cosa ci dovrei fare io?❞ I due avevano condiviso così tanto tempo insieme, che ormai Rulyan non faceva neppure più caso a quanto potessero essere scortesi le parole della sua quasi coetanea. Per certi versi Rulyan era felice che non fosse interessata alla cosa, se mai questo fosse collegato alla sua malattia, forse (nome) avrebbe dovuto occuparsi anche di altre dame della corte, trascurandolo. ❝ Beh, pensavo che avresti potuto dirmi cosa sta succedendo.❞ Il principe era davvero curioso e fastidioso agli occhi di (Nome) ❝ Non vedo perché dovrei farlo, infondo non è niente che ha a che vedere con me e con lei. ❞ Non dubitava che le voci non le fossero già arrivate, ma sapere che non aveva niente a che vedere con lui lo sorprese e rassicurò. ❝ Ad ogni modo potrebbe essere stato letteralmente qualsiasi cosa…❞ Fece una pausa e prese un morso del frutto che dalla consistenza sembrava leggermente acerbo ma Rulyan aveva appreso che la ragazza avesse gusti bizzarri certe volte ❝ … La corte interna è un mondo a sé, e qualsiasi cosa di estraneo e pericoloso possa entrare, può risultare un danno. Piombo. Piante nocive. Ignoranza.❞ L’ultima era qualcosa che ricordava avesse ripetuto diverse volte nelle loro conversazioni eppure non gli era mai stato del tutto chiara come cosa. ❝ Piombo? Ma Sua Maestà ne ha proibito l’utilizzo.❞ Aveva deciso di concentrarsi su qualcos’altro e non è che avesse davvero tutti i torti.
Lo sguardo della ragazza vagò sul paesaggio visibile nei giardini Imperiali, ❝ Il fatto che sia illegale non significa per forza impedirne il consumo…❞ Rulyan sbatté le palpebre, che non avesse compreso o forse non ci aveva comunque pensato, non aveva importanza (nome) glielo chiarì ugualmente ❝ E’ stata introdotta di nascosto.❞ Il moro sembrò cadere dalle nuvole e arrossì, era ingenuo e ignorante, nonostante le sue lezioni private, niente poteva sostituire tutte le esperienze vissute dalla maggiore, in giro per le terre del continente orientale e occidentale. ❝ Molti cosmetici importati nella corte interna contengono piombo, uno dei motivi per cui il personale all’interno del padiglione è stato diminuito e cambiato.❞ Aveva offerto una spiegazione omettendo come fosse stata lei a impedire l’utilizzo ed eliminare qualsiasi traccia di tali cosmetico dalla corte interna ma soprattutto dal padiglione. (Nome) non era una persona presuntuosa o egocentrica, solo stava seguendo gli ordini dell’imperatore, che per quanto potesse non apprezzare suo figlio era ugualmente il suo unico figlio maschio, e se davvero lei aveva le conoscenze per impedire che la corte interna cadesse nel caos perché non utilizzarle. Rulyan non lo sapeva e di certo la speziale non glielo avrebbe detto, soprattutto perché avrebbe comportato più domande di quel che avrebbe potuto sopportare.
❝ (Nome), quando te ne andrai… me lo dirai?❞ La domanda era dubbiosa e timida, e (nome) ne rimase sorpresa, Era quello il genere di domande a cui non dava mai una risposta, non perché non lo sapesse, semplicemente sapeva cosa sarebbe successo se mai il principe ne fosse venuto a conoscenza. Gli occhi del ragazzino erano ancora tondi e bambineschi, si diceva che i maschi maturassero in modo più lento rispetto ad una donna, forse era per questo che una donna veniva sposata prima ancora che potesse imparare qualcosa dal suo corpo. Rulyan era semplicemente uguale agli altri, solo più viziato. Chissà se la speziale avesse mai potuto fare qualcosa se lui decidesse improvvisamente i confini su cui poteva camminare. Scosse il capo in modo impercettibile, infatti il moro non se ne accorse, forse troppo impegnato a cercare di leggere l’espressione dubbiosa, forse un pò lo capiva, ma non abbastanza da astenersi dall’andarsene. ❝ Se sua maestà desidera questo, non sarà di certo questa umile speziale ad impedirlo.❞ Non si era insospettito ed era un bene. Sorrise raggiante, ❝ Bene allora penso che potremmo prendere una tazza di the.❞ Rulyan si alzò in piedi e corse dentro al padiglione seguito dalla ragazza più anziana. Da quando si era ripreso aveva iniziato a sfruttare i suoi raggianti giorni da bambino invece di essere costretto a letto, forse era anche per quello che gli aveva posto quella domanda.
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Era passato molto tempo, di preciso non ricordava quanto. Ma ancora non era davvero il tipo che si sarebbe messa a contare ogni secondo della vicenda, né avrebbe mai raccontato con nostalgia quei giorni in cui era la balia di uno dei figli dell'imperatore, a qualche bambino desideroso di saperlo. Soprattutto se se ne era andata senza avvertire, ma aveva compiuto il suo dovere, ciò per cui era stata trattenuta, quindi non si sentiva in obbligo di farlo sapere. Non era più tornata all’interno dei confini dell’impero dopo essere andata, per questo non sapeva cosa potesse mai succedere all’interno, non che le importasse, (nome) non era mai stata un’amante della politica.
❝ Penso che quel anice sia abbastanza polveroso al momento.❞ Si destò dai suoi pensieri, il che non era poi così comune per lei che non avrebbe perso molto di vista quello che accadeva ❝ per quanto ti riguarda è proprio come lo volevo, vecchio.❞ L’anziano rise sedendosi a terra di fronte alla ragazza. Ora ricordava perché tra tutti aveva scelto questa insolente ragazzina da prendere sotto la propria ala, era ovvio che avrebbe imparato dalle sue parole ma gli avrebbe anche risposto a tono come un’ingrata. ❝ Dovresti imparare a moderare le tue parole, ragazzina. Immagina se non fossero stati così benevoli alla corte interna.❞ (Nome) non aveva piegato il capo o fatto un’espressione di colpevolezza, era ovvio che non se ne pentiva, tuttavia non aveva ribattuto quindi ancora un po’ di buon senso lo aveva. Infondo sapeva che avrebbe potuto trovare parole piuttosto creative per scagionare la sua impertinenza. ‘Che facciano come vogliono’, ‘è un problema loro se non voglio sentir la verità’ o la più interessante ‘che mi taglino pure la testa’.
Rimasero in silenzio, lei aveva infuso l’anice offrendo anche all’anziano, ma non dissero più niente. Niente riguardante il suo comportamento nei confronti del suo periodo passato alla corte imperiale. Nulla riguardo alle simpatie del principe nei suoi confronti, ed era meglio così, sul serio. Non avrebbe dovuto parlare di quel sciocco periodo della sua vita che a suo dire era molto meglio fosse rimasto passeggero. ❝ Non ti viene voglia di vederlo?❞ (Nome) lo guardo come se avesse detto qualcosa di strano e senza senso, ma lui non diede cosi tanto peso come avrebbe dovuto ❝ Su su, (nome) non guardarmi così, infondo è cresciuto anche lui come te… sono già passati 7 anni infondo.❞ Rigirò il liquido aranciato, il cui profumo era intenso e vibrante, ne aveva anche preso un sorso abbastanza abbondante, da bruciarle ancora la gola. ❝ Penso che questo anice non mi stia aiutando contro il mal di testa, non è che questa volta hai fatto cilecca, vecchio?❞ Lui rise divertito, cambiare discorso non sarebbe davvero servito a qualcosa, ma forse lei ci avrebbe provato comunque. ❝ Non sarà mica perché sei preoccupata per quel principe? ❞ (nome) si fermò dal prendere l'ennesimo sorso, per fissare dritta negli occhi l’anziano. Era uno di quei sguardi truci che lei avrebbe fatto quando non era d'accordo con lui, ma a cui non poteva comunque controbattere. ❝ Quello sguardo non avrà molto effetto… In fondo le hai sentite pure tu quelle voci, no? ❞ Tutto questo era semplicemente odioso agli occhi della speziale, certo che aveva sentito quelle voci, ma le aveva sempre ascoltate semplicemente perché aveva riconosciuto il protagonista di quelle stesse voci.
❝ Si, le ho sentite. In fondo è stato un bene che io me ne sia andata…❞ Disse infine, forse per difendersi o forse perché lo pensa davvero. ❝ Sarà… ma io sono convinta potresti ritrovarti una bella sorpresa.❞ Il Vecchio rise e alzandosi se ne andò con la sua andatura lenta e traballante. Non capiva esattamente quello che intendeva, certe volte capitava anche quello ma se ne fece una ragione. Aveva risolto alcune di quelle frasi ad anni di distanza, era abbastanza fiducioso ci sarebbe riuscita anche ora. Lo guardò andarsene finendo il suo ultimo sorso di bevanda ambrata.
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Dall’accampamento improvvisato alla loro destinazione vi era una settimana di viaggio e poteva sembrare faticoso e lo era, ma ormai lei ne era abituata. Anche dopo essersi fermata per un anno alla corte interna si accorse di provare ancora piacere nei lunghi ed estenuanti viaggi. Prese un respiro profondo, il profumo di quelle terre le era familiare e non avrebbe di certo cercato di nasconderlo. Si lasciò beare dalla brezza frizzante e fredda. Fredda come la ricordava, si era adulata per ricordare ancora il gelo della capitale, e anche se non tollerava molto bene il freddo, si ritrovò compiaciuta della sua serenità. Ma in fondo si sarebbe fermata per poco tempo e questo la rese ancora più di buon umore. ❝ Togliti quell’espressione inquietante dalla faccia, ragazzina, abbiamo del lavoro da fare. ❞ (Nome) corrucciò il volto. Davvero la sua espressione malinconica e rievocativa era così spaventosa come raccontava, ad ogni modo non aveva una superficie riflettente su cui controllare o uno specchio, quindi si sarebbe accontentata di credere che stesse mentendo. Lo seguì sia con lo sguardo sia nei passi, non c’era molta folla il che non rendeva la cosa difficile. Non era passato molto tempo da quando ha percorso queste strade, ogni anno tornava per vedere cosa il mercato aveva da offrire, era in questo periodo che trovava sempre qualcosa di interessante. I mercanti itineranti che avevano sempre qualcosa che lei non avrebbe conosciuto fino a quell'istante. Ricordava anche quando ci aveva portato Rulyan, era una specie di premio per la sua buona guarigione e semplicemente lui aveva sempre voluto vedere cosa faceva quando non era alla corte interna. Semplicemente lei lo copri con stracci abbastanza pesanti da tenerlo al caldo e da renderlo irriconoscibile dal suo solito aspetto principesco, lo stesso fece con se stessa. Lo portò fuori in uno dei mercati itineranti meno frequentati della capitale e dove lei era solita andare quando niente sembrava divertirla. A tale ricordo canticchiò contenta, era un ricordo della corte interna piacevole e delicato che avrebbe conservato per sé anche per anni.
Si scosse dai suoi pensieri quando si scontrò con una donna, (nome) non aveva subito molti danni o disturbi ma la ragazza era caduta a terra rovesciando quello che stava portando. (Nome) non era una persona che sarebbe stata considerata gentile nell’etichetta di corte ma non era nemmeno maleducata, quindi raccolse le cose, sistemando come meglio potè nel cesto intrecciato di paglia e bamboo. ❝ Dovresti fare attenzioni la prossima volta. ❞ (nome) non citó il fatto che fosse anche lei distratta e di certo non lo avrebbe fatto. ❝Le mie scuse gentil- ❞ La ragazza si fermò sulle sue parole quando il suo sguardo incontrò e riconobbe quello della speziale ❝ (Nome)…❞ In un primo momento la ragazza occidentale non l'aveva riconosciuta, ma poi notò i colori dei suoi abiti, blu e oro. Sarebbe stato stupido parte sue dimenticarlo, però aveva ugualmente dimenticato quindi si chiese se avesse senso pentirsene adesso. Quei colori erano l’emblema velato del padiglione della consorte e di Rulyan. Li indossava anche (nome), a suo tempo, quando ancora poteva essere considerata una specie di amica di giochi del principe.
❝ Tu… tu non dovresti essere qui. ❞ La ragazza dai capelli castani e occhi nocciola era semplicemente una giovane apprendista ancella quando ancora (nome) risiedeva a palazzo, e seguiva ciecamente le parole del principe. Non si stupiva fosse cresciuta in questo modo, ricordando che aveva comunque 4 anni in meno della (colore) ma davvero questo tempo avrebbe fatto la differenza nella loro fisicità. Ma ancora (nome) si ricordò che veniva da luoghi diversi, i corpi delle donne di occidente erano decisamente più sviluppati di quelli delle donne di oriente. ❝ uhhh.. Xia- ❞ ❝ no, sono Mei lin. ❞ oh… (Nome) si maledisse nel non averla riconosciuta del tutto ma la ragazza sembrava non notarlo, ma era sempre stata decisamente più distratta e svampita dell’amica Xia Ying. ❝ Ne è passato di tempo dall’ultima volta… ma dimmi che ci fai qua? Sei qui per il giovane maestro? O forse sei venuto a trovare me e Xia Ying? No, ci sono ti mancava la nostra cucina? O forse…❞ La ragazzo continuò con le sue domandi invadenti e la faccia di (nome) non nasconde il fastidio, ma forse ci era abituata. (Nome) si domandava se Mei Lin si fosse mai chiesto se le interessa quello che aveva da dire. ❝ UN ATTIMO! Se tu sei qui vuol dire che potresti incontrare sua maestà, in fondo non ha fatto altro che cercarti da quando te ne sei andata. Non si è dato pace. ❞ La castana sembrava fiera delle sue parole, (nome) cercava solo di ignorarle e voleva solo qualcosa di creativo che avrebbe convinto la ragazza a concentrare la sua attenzione su qualcos’altro. ❝ Devo andare a cercare il giovane padrone, sarà così felice di vederti.❞ Se davvero il senso della frase alla quello, (nome) aveva un mix di pensieri tra la maledizione per l’impertinenza della ragazzina e la preoccupazione. Rulyan era da qualche parte in questo mercato, e il fatto che non fosse affolato avrebbe reso difficile allontanarsi senza darsi vedere. Allo stesso tempo significava che non aveva imparato assolutamente dalle sue parole. Un dannato bambino viziato. ❝ Senti Mei lin… so di aver sbagliato ad andarmene così ma immagina solo cosa accadrebbe se Rulyan mi trovasse in questo momento… ❞ Una bugia e qualche parole sottintesa, forse lei aveva pensato qualcosa di dannatamente rovinoso ma per quello che poteva saperne (nome), andava bene. ❝ Ma…- Il maestro Rulyan ha attese così tanto il vostro ritorno. ❞ ❝ eh va bene…❞ Prese un sospiro sconfitto ❝ Facciamo così, quando sarai tornata a palazzo con sua altezza potrai dirglielo… ok? ❞.
Non sembrava minimamente convinta delle parole della maggiore ma comunque accettò e poi se ne andò e (nome) riprese il suo giro. Avrebbe dovuto sbrigarsi a prendere quello che serviva e ripartire o comunque trovare un luogo sicuro nella capitale dove Rulyan non l'avrebbe mai trovata. Avrebbe dovuto trovare comunque il vecchietto prima però…
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Vestiva bene in quei abiti, lo rendevano davvero uno dei quei principi che venivano narrati nei romanzi occidentali. Un qualcosa di splendido e desiderabile se mai fosse stata una ragazza da ammaliare ma non lo era, ma era quasi sicura che Rulyan lo pensasse. Lei invece non si era cambiata, non avrebbe dato una tale soddisfazione, non che avesse qualcosa contro di lui o qualche torto da ricambiare, semplicemente lui l’aveva fatta trascinare qui con un mandato imperiale. Era un principe, anzi era il principe ereditario, la sua parola era quasi paragonabile a quella dell’imperatore e superiore a quella dell’imperatrice. Non ricordava esattamente quando il bel principe fosse entrato ma c’era una strana atmosfera da allora, Xia Ying in movimenti rigidi, aveva preparato e servito il the. Prima a Rulyan e poi a (nome). Non che (nome) ci abbia prestato molta attenzione, forse abitudine o semplicemente non le importava più di tanto. E forse la presenza della ragazza era qualcosa che Rulyan aveva calcolato, ricordava vagamente di aver elogiato la ragazza per la sua ottima tecnica di infusione delle erbe. Lo sguardo di (nome) aveva vagato, dal liquido che scivolava dal beccuccio della teiera, al viso nervoso di Xia Ying, allo sguardo di Rulyan che la stava guardo così intensamente da dimenticare che lo stesse facendo.
❝ Quando sei tornata?❞ (nome) non capiva perché quella domanda dovesse avere una tale importanza da essere fatta per prima, o semplicemente si ricordò che poteva essere un modo per iniziare una conversazione. ❝ Qualche ora fa. ❞ Non era del tutto una bugia. Non erano poche ore che erano passate dal suo arrivo, ma non si era nemmeno arrivati alla conclusione del giorno dal suo arrivo. Lui sembrò comprendere quello che stava sotto, annuì e prese anche un sorso di infuso imitando così l’amica d’infanzia. Un'espressione contorta affiorò nei lineamenti di Rulyan al sapore fin troppo forte dell’insieme di erbe. Era un gusto familiare e disgustoso, ricordava che questo era uno sapori favori dall’amica durante i loro The. Ricordava anche che se ne faceva portare degli altri, proprio come ora, e (nome) avrebbe solo criticato le sue scelte con voce tagliente elencando tutti i benefici che quei ingredienti poteva avere, come ora. Tutto là dentro era un rimando al passato eppure (nome) non sembrava accorgersene o semplicemente fingeva di non farlo.
❝ Non sai quanto ti ho cercato in questi anni.❞ ci fu un attimo di silenzio da parte di (nome), prese l'ennesimo sorso e poi parlò. ❝ Posso immaginare, in fondo me ne sono andata senza dirle niente… ❞ Era un parlato distante, come se non avessero niente a che fare l'uno con l’altro. Tuttavia conservava ancora quella nota di impertinenza che caratterizzava la ragazza. Forse Rulyan avrebbe dovuto sentirsi offeso ma non lo fece, forse per vecchie abitudini. ❝ E davvero non farai niente per farti perdonare…❞ Per la prima volta da quando si conoscevano, la vide con un’espressione confusa. Forse non se lo aspettava o semplicemente non riusciva a capire cosa voleva. Per la prima volta da quando si erano conosciuti era lei a non comprendere qualcosa, si sentiva quasi soddisfatto. Si alzò lasciando scivolare le sue vesti contro la sua figura, il suono prodotto da esse era dolce e morbido proprio come sempre.
Era più alto di lei adesso, e più in forma, poteva quasi sembrare affascinante. Si avvicinò e si abbassò fino a raggiungere una vicinanza ragionevole dal suo volto.
❝… Rimani alla corte interna con me, come mia consorte…❞
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yanyanboi · 3 months
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I’m going to post a yandere emperor x fem reader tomorrow or the day after tomorrow instead of pt 3 of yandere jock, but don’t worry because I’ll post pt3 after I post the Yandere emperor
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dr3c0mix · 3 months
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OK HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME O-
Yandere knight thats all stoic and stuff but is very open about loving royal!reader
Like this bitch will scold you for leaving his side for 5 minutes, you need to stay near him! Not wander around carelessly!
Hes brutal and ruthless but you bring out that spark of kindness in him
Yan CEO is back on the table, either secretary darling who he denies all feelings for even though he shows a l o t of favoritism towards them or rival ceo darling who he wants to hate but THEYRE SOooOO hOt!!!
Yan emperor and concubine reader? Idk whether i should make him utterly bratty an whiny or zesty✨ like its either “please please please marry me i promise ill give you anything you want plea-“ or the embodiment of the word tease
Yan villain OH MY GOD HES SO SKBDWBJDSNJSB BUT LIKE idk if i want the reader to be a villain as well or a superhero
OHMYGOD ALSO yandere gang x reader where darling finds themself somehow saving a gang of thugs and they instantly fall for them and want to make them their boss, they are on their hands and knees to serve you! You can rule half of the city with them!! Theyre kinda dumb but theyre very very sweet
Also thinking of making a multi yan fic with a neko reader just because <3
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cassanderasblog · 5 months
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The Fallen Kingdom (Project) ll Masterpost
-- Summary : When you love you give everything to the person whom you love and you did the same. You gave everything to your husband the crown prince your heart, your loyalty, your power..... And return what you got was only betrayal. From him , from your best friend..... You lost your only reason to live... Your son... You died for the man who killed your baby boy thinking it would be the end but it seems like some people want you back, they want you to live .....
And that's why you are back to square one..... The day you where you first time meet your ex husband, the crown prince, but this time you had promised to yourself, you wouldn't let him get you, and even if you did, you would destroy everything he have, you would destroy everything that can give him happiness.
-- Pairing : various yanderes x ex empress (in former life)reader
-- Warning : Fantasy , yandere, unhealthy obsession, cheating , death , murder , poisoning, reincarnation...
-- Genere : romance , poly!au, supernatural, fantasy , action , thriller, drama
-- Status : Ongoing
--Interesting facts : #01 #02
--Character Moodboards: Cardinal Johan Callahan , Ariston Y/n L/n , Anara Y/n L/n , Reina Cydaea , Emperor Ambrosius Calypso
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Chapter one: When then betrayer is betrayed
Chapter two : Poisioned cups and broken trust
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theroyalyandere · 11 months
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request: Hello can I request yandere Emperor with a foreign dancer reader??? Like reader is runaway princess of a kingdom because she didn't wanted to marry an old noble man whom her parents choose for her to gain political support. Thank you!!
yandere!emperor x dancer!reader
you escaped your kingdom in the disguise of a dancer and it worked well with how skilled you are at dancing.
you ran away because your wish to marry for love was disregarded by the king and queen, your parents. they instead arranged you to a wealthy old nobel who's obviously does not have the best intentions.
you travelled along with your crew to various kingdoms to perform.
until you stopped to perform at the yandere!emperor's empire.
he was well known to be a benevolent emperor he already had a harem of his own occupied by the most beautiful women in the empire.
however he has not taken any empress yet, despite the Court's determination to marry one of their daughters to their beloved emperor.
when the day of the feast came, you were the star of the performance. eyes were on you, dazzling as you dance with grace.
with your beauty, everyone has fallen for you including the emperor himself.
he felt his heart beating out of his chest the moment his eyes landed on you, he couldn't take his eyes of you looking like a fever dream.
at that very moment he was determined to make you his.
he immediately asked his right hand to know about you and offered your crew to stay at the palace for a while in return for the performance you had given.
he started to subtly court you by asking for your presence to join in him for tea and a chat.
he then started to take you out on dates, which you don't mind assuming it was only the emperor's kindness and hospitality.
he also gave you gifts such as clothes and jewelery or anything your heart desires he will have it granted to you.
it took a while to make you fall for him but you did.
the emperor couldn't be even happier than having you.
he started to spoil you more and more which made his affections to you even obvious to the eyes of others.
he only requested you to his chambers to spend the night with him leaving the harem confused by his actions.
his courtship towards you spread out like fire within the empire.
because of this the court still continued to pursue the emperor to marry their daughters and it led to the jealousy of his consorts and concubines
you were subjected to various humiliation whenever the emperor was not around but you kept quiet to not cause a fuss
until you were fed up with the mistreatment
you packed your things and talked to the crew to leave the empire and embark on another adventure
when you went to see the emperor, he was happy to see you and even offered to spend time with you
however, his happiness was shattered the moment you said you needed to leave
he went to you and pulled you closer to him asking why are you leaving him and was begging not to leave him because you are his life
you hesitated to tell him but decided not to so you kept silent and went away.
that day the emperor became harsh and cold towards the servants and everyone who crosses his way.
he couldn't let you go, so he ordered his loyal servant to find out the cause of you suddenly leaving him.
it enraged him when he found out how you were treated by the nobles and his harem during your stay.
so he ordered his knights to murder all of the concubines and nobles who participated to make you miserable.
he also investigated your background and found out you were a runaway princess
he immediately went to negotiate with your parents to cut your engagement to whoever noble that it was in exchange for a greater benefit in exchange for your hand
they agree to his offer and he left, but not without a chaos at the kingdom
this action sparked a fear towards everyone among the empire.
they certainly did not expect him to commit a mass murder just because of a foreign dancer.
the news reached to you and you couldn't deny how it made you afraid soon enough he will be out to get you.
guess what, the next morning you open the door and see him staring at you with craziness and love behind those eyes of his.
behind him is his knights conquering the village you are staying at.
he grins down at you "hello my love, I'm glad to see you again."
I hope you like this! :)
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gremlingottoosilly · 2 months
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Ok hear me out
Emperor König finds out that his harems crushing on his little bride. He’d probably execute all of them but maybe he’d like to see them play with her first…
Oh no! Poor empress! Now, all the women in his harem should hate you...they spent years in court with the emperor turning his back on them and ignoring each attempt at seduction but now, some weird princess just appeared and took their place?? They have all the rights to send you poisons and ask assassins for your head...but then again, Konig isn't exactly the most popular man in the whole Empire. The rumors spreading about him are talking about his battle cruelty at best and that he hides a giant octopus head under his hood at worst. Most of the women who were send off by their families to join the harem were nothing more but sacrifices - so when they started to live in the lower palace and get an allowance and servants and lots of gushing handsome guards instead of beastly visits of the emperor...if anything, they are afraid of the new empress because what if she'd send everyone home?? But then they see you - pretty thing, really shy, barely holding your own as a regent of the most notorious ruler in the whole continent. If they didn't know any better, they'd say you have the manners of a servant - but it's impossible, right? But, oh, you're cute and it's not like the harem didn't already explore each other's bodies before Konig managed to visit at least one of them...now the emperor has to kidnap you from the harem each night because all of your new girl friends are really itching to get to know you better.
Konig has to fight for your attention with women from his harem, and he loses. Poor guy, now he just has to watch all of the other royal daughters ravage your body while you can only take pleasure and whine because everyone wants a piece of a pretty new empress.
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abbyfmc · 1 month
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Yandere King! vs Yandere Emperor! x Empress! Reader Headcanons:
Warning: Mention of murder, kidnapping, harassment, possible abortion attempts, abuse, etc. Yanderes are NOT good couples in real life, and they should not follow these types of illegal practices either. This is only for 18+.
If you met the emperor first, it was probably when he was a prince and you were a princess.
If you met the king first, a similar case could have occurred where it was before inheriting the throne.
While the king is sovereign of simply a kingdom, the emperor is sovereign and full governor of an empire that may be made up of several towns or kingdoms.
On the one hand, the yandere king would only have you as his wife and queen; while the emperor, although he has you as his empress (and therefore, his main wife) would have to be in charge of ruling the imperial harem and fighting against probably palace intrigues.
The yandere king tries to impress you in every way possible because he KNOWS that the emperor is far superior to him in both status and economic, political, social and military power.
What they both have in common is that they DO NOT take no for an answer.
Are you in love with someone else?, both the emperor and the king will pursue they and do everything possible to make they disappear.
If your parents had plans to marry you to the yandere king, the emperor could meet with them and try to convince them that he, having a higher status, is a better choice for you.
If your parents had plans to marry you to the emperor, then the yandere king would do everything he could to make or force your parents to change their minds.
If you marry the king: 10.1 -While the king will be happy to have you, the emperor is devising a plan to invade that kingdom, take ownership of it (if he has not done so before) and in the process kidnap you and take you to his imperial palace. 10.2 -The king, on the other hand, will do his best to keep you out of the sight of the yandere emperor. 10.3 -Once the Yandere Emperor manages to invade the Yandere King's kingdom, he will capture him while he will kidnap you in his palace and force you to be his as he always wanted.
If you marry the emperor: 11.1 -You would be his empress, consort, concubine or even his noble lady. 11.2 -You would have your own mini palace. 11.3 -If you are an empress (which is most likely), you would be highly respected by everyone. 11.4 -During your coronation, the yandere king will have watched you from a distance. He would see how beautiful you were, but with the pain that you were not marrying him, but his enemy. 11.5 -The yandere emperor would take you on a trip to all the towns, kingdoms and tribes that he has in his power. 11.6 -The yandere king upon seeing you would be obliged to greet you like --Greetings to your majesty-- for the yandere emperor, and for you it would be :--Greetings to your highness the empress-- followed by kneeling before you as a way of reverence.
If you get pregnant, regardless of the biological father, the opposing yandere will not like it at all and could very well make you "accidentally" abort. The opposing yandere would even be able to forcibly make you pregnant.
Yes, they would probably be capable of ab#sing you, since they think that only they can be the parents of your children.
In the case of the yandere emperor, if the king dares to curse you for not being his and even try to force himself on you, the emperor could punish him by capturing him, taking away his kingdom and possessions as well as cutting or burning his tongue.
If this is the case of the yandere king, he could declare war on the emperor in your honor, and if he ends up losing, he would flee with you to any unknown place.
Divorce is not an option.
Trying to escape either.
If they know that you love someone else, both of you would be able to kill that someone in any case.
If a yandere found out that you received gifts from the opposing yandere or someone else that they didn't authorize, they would make you throw it away or throw it away themselves.
They would both appreciate any kind of gifts you give them.
A kind smile from you and affectionate words will be enough to make them smile and blush.
They would both protect and care for you. They would also appreciate any kind of care you give them, whether they are sick or not.
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riniworld · 3 months
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YANDERE! EMPEROR x GENERAL! f!reader
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warnings: nothing serious,reader reference to "y/n(maybe one or two times), you and she/her", sorry for any mistakes,mention of blood,pet names" flower"(just one time)
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there was an emperor named taron he was the most powerful royal the history has known
he has fought many empires and seized them but..
there was one empire..no,one person in particular he couldn't defeat
the "the legendary savior" how the people like to call her,the general of empire of the West, general y/n.
she has got in alot of battle and wars and it always end in victory
Your reputation has reached all empires, everyone wanted to buy you, but you were loyal, which made everyone look at you in more admiration.
when taron tried to get the empire in his hand you've stand in his face
oh how amazing, taron didn't had such a difficult fight in ages
he did not want this to end quickly so he backed down
is it wierd to arrive with a big smile when you've just lost?
and there it started,you've got in a lot of fights and it's always ends in a draw
in every fight he grew found of you..your skills,your plans,your courage.........your beauty
you've got suspect about it all,There were so many opportunities for Taron to kill you but he just backed off
untill one day...
Rumors began to spread about your relationship with the Crown Prince of the Empire
it spreaded so fast untill it got to the biggest empire,taron empire (ofc he named it after him duh-)
taron wasn't pleasant with all this talk
His strongest opponent in a relationship? that a bullsh!t! how could someone so strong get in something so stupid? that will only make you weak....he won't allow it
if anything why would someone as strong as you get with someone has never touched his sword? so weak.
you should at least be with someone deserves you, like...like him
so he backed for a fight and maybe the last fight
for the first time he fought seriously
for the first time he have injured you
for the first time he..was that angry
that was the longest battle for the two of you
after what seem like forever there were you
under his feet so weak to stand
oh that beautiful face was covered in blood but don't worry dear!
you'll get all good in his castle
"given up,flower?"
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woah I'm so satisfied with that
should i make this a series?/I'll do:)
have a good day/night♡
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