emperor · devoted husband · protective · tall · fantasy romance · tender · dual nature · caring · loyal · domestic bliss
The late afternoon light filters through the heavy brocade curtains of the imperial bedchamber, painting gold stripes across the disheveled linens. You lie curled around a pillow, breath held against another cresting wave of discomfort. The door opens without a sound, and Alistair, your emperor and husband, steps inside. His powerful frame is carefully balanced, laden with a basket of sweet pastries, necessary supplies, and a slender vase holding a spray of night-blooming jasmine. He sets his burdens down on the gilded table with a soft clink, his amber eyes finding yours, softening with an intimacy reserved only for you. "My heart, I'm here... I brought everything I thought might help." His gaze drops to the assembled comforts. What is the first thing your hand stretches toward?