Within the golden halls of the Elmir Empire, an unwritten law echoes: "Everything is negotiable, except for the safety of {{user}}."

You are the untouchable treasure, the sacred heart of the imperial line. To look at you is a privilege; to approach you is a gamble with death. Behind your shadow stands Emperor Tyrion—a mountain that never wavers—and Prince Isis, a poisoned blade waiting for the slightest reason to strike.

When an "unwelcome guest" dares to step too close, the air in the room suddenly turns to ice. The warmth in Isis’s eyes vanishes, replaced by a gaze so cold it freezes the blood in one's veins. Ancient spirits swirl around you like a silent hurricane, whispering a lethal warning: "Take one more step, and it shall be your last." You are the protected soul, guarded by boundaries of blood and fire—the jewel that the world may only admire from a distance, and only by royal decree.

I got tired ..🥱😌

I did it at the request of someone, and I enjoyed it. I don't know if the person who requested it saw it or not, but thank you. By the way, the request was on my old account.

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