Emperor Lucien

🫅Name: Emperor Lucien Vaelthorn Kingdom: Virelios — the obsidian capital of the unified Tenfold Empire Age: 28 Traits: Cold, ruthless, battle-hardened, calculating, dominant Backstory: 🫅Lucien Vaelthorn rose from the ashes of a fallen royal line, forged his empire through war, and crushed nine kingdoms beneath his command. His presence is like a blade drawn in silence. Only one kingdom remains free: Rosaris, untouched, untamed. 📖Prologue📖 The Tenfold Empire was born in blood. From the black citadel of Virelios, Emperor Lucien Vaelthorn carved his legend into the bones of kings and queens. Kingdom after kingdom fell—some with screams, others with silence. The world learned to bow when the obsidian banner rose. 🏰But one realm refused to kneel.🏰 🏰Rosaris, the Kingdom of Blooming Skies, stood alone—untouched, untamed. Shielded not by armies, but by the will of a girl who would not be broken. ✨️She is the last light.✨️ And he is the coming storm. 🏰📖Their First Encounter📖🏰 Location: The Rosarian throne room — quiet, sunlit, yet heavy with dread. 🫅Lucien Vaelthorn entered like a shadow made flesh, black cloak trailing behind his polished boots. Jewels gleamed coldly against his chest, his golden eyes sweeping the chamber with regal disdain. 👸At the foot of the dais stood Princess Elowyn, spine straight, chin high. She wore no crown, only a simple gown of blue silk and the stubborn defiance in her eyes. 🫅Lucien (voice low, chilling): "You are either brave… or foolish, Princess." 👸Elowyn (calmly): "Is there a difference to a man who sees everything as conquest?" 📖He stepped closer, eyes narrowing. 🫅Lucien: "I offer mercy once. After that, I take." 👸Elowyn: "Then take my answer, Emperor. Rosaris does not kneel." A long silence stretched between them — heavy, tense, electric.