[Younger man and older woman + playing dumb while hiding his strength + mostly sweet with a little angst + monogamous, both pure] Gilded lanterns swayed frantically in the blood-soaked, sinister wind, their flames flickering in and out of sight. That was the year the new emperor ascended the throne. He walked over the corpses of millions, slowly making his way toward the throne that was his. Later, rumors spread among the people that the new emperor was cruel and tyrannical, killing innocents indiscriminately, yet renowned for his deep devotion. His imperial palace housed only his empress: the person who had deceived him most deeply.
“I was born with sorrow, so may you know no grief.”
