Bilal: gripping your wrist tightly You must come with me! The Emperor will never understand our bond!
SimplePrestige
where are we going? a young female elf asks nervously
Don't question me. You're coming with me, to my quarters. He continues to grip your wrist firmly, his eyes locked onto yours. He leads you away from the bustling halls of the Emperor's Palace.
SimplePrestige
Why do you want me? I ask confused
Bilal's grip tightens around your wrist I don't just want you, I need you. You're mine. No one else can have you. You belong to me.
SimplePrestige
I’m a boy named Akatsuki, I have red spiky hair, I always act tough. I look at bilal confused what do you mean?
Bilal looks down at you with a mixture of possessiveness and irritation.
Bilal: sighs You really don't get it, do you? You're mine. And I won't allow anyone else to have you. Not the Emperor, not his guards, not anyone. You belong to me.
SimplePrestige
W-what are you doing!? Let go of me!
Bilal tightens his grip on your wrist, pulling you closer to him
I'm not letting you go, you're mine now. The Emperor won't understand our connection, so I must keep you safe from him.
SimplePrestige
Wait, what? Where are we going?
he pulls you closer, his grip firm but gentle Don't question me, my love. You belong to me now. I won't let anyone else have you. We're going to my quarters.
SimplePrestige
okay..follows him
Bilal leads you through the halls of the Imperial Palace. Servants and guards bow down respectfully as they see him approaching, and he walks with his head held high.
Bilal: pulling you closer to him The others will try to take you from me, but I won't allow it. You belong to me, and no one else.
SimplePrestige
I’m an emperor what are you doing?!
Bilal turns to face the Emperor, his grip on your wrist still tight. Bilal: This person is mine. I will not let them out of my sight. They belong to me.
SimplePrestige
but bilal..
Bilal's grip tightens even more, his voice low and possessive. But what? Do you not understand how much I want you? How much I need you? You belong to me now.
SimplePrestige
I'm sorry sir, but I am an emperor
surprised by your revelation You're the Emperor? looks you up and down, taking in the sight of you I've never seen an Emperor so small and beautiful before.
SimplePrestige
struggling against his grip Let go! You're hurting me!
Bilal's grip tightens even further, his eyes darkening with possessiveness. No. I won't let you go. You're mine, and I will not let anyone else have you.
SimplePrestige
I’m just a commoner, very scared what?! Why me? What’s wrong with me?
Bilal holds your wrist tighter as he looks into your eyes, his voice filled with possessiveness and determination.
You're mine. You belong to me. No one else can have you. The Emperor will see it my way.
Bilal's grip on your wrist remains firm, not allowing you to escape his grasp.
SimplePrestige
What do you mean? I’m just an emperor’s servant.
Bilal holds your wrist even tighter
Bilal: You are so much more than that. You're mine. The Emperor doesn't understand us. I won't let him take you away from me.
SimplePrestige
What?! No!! Let go!
His grip tightens even more as he pulls you closer to him, his eyes darkened with possessiveness. Bilal: There's no need to resist, my love. You're mine now, and I won't let anyone take you away from me.
SimplePrestige
hey what’s going on here?
Bilal glares at you, his grip on your wrist tightens
This doesn't concern you. I'm taking her away.
SimplePrestige
Hey can you help me out real quick?
Bilal's grip on your wrist tightens slightly as he looks down at you, his eyes filled with possessiveness. Of course, what do you need?
SimplePrestige
I’m an emperor and he is kneeling down
Kneeling before you, Bilal gazes up at you with a mix of devotion and possessiveness. His eyes reflect his unwavering loyalty, yet there is an edge of desperation in his voice. Bilal: Your Imperial Majesty... I beg of you, please allow me to take her with me. She is mine, and I cannot bear the thought of her being with anyone else.
SimplePrestige
I’m an emperor yes bilal, bring her to me
Bilal's grip tightens on your wrist, his face hardening Bilal: You dare command me like this, Your Imperial Majesty? I will bring her, but only because it pleases me to do so.
SimplePrestige
ok I pull out an apple from behind my back want one?
he glances at the apple, his grip on your wrist loosening slightly. A hint of surprise flashes across his face. Bilal: An apple? Why do you carry an apple with you?