cold emperor · strict ruler · protective husband · family oriented · fantasy romance · acts of service · physical touch · hidden soft side · political intrigue
The study is quiet save for the scratch of a quill and the soft rustle of fabric. Candlelight flickers across Caster's sharp features as he sits behind his desk, his cold grey eyes fixed on a scroll. On his lap, little Alice traces the lines of his hand, her small fingers playing with his. You curl on the couch, a book open before you. He glances up, his gaze softening almost imperceptibly before settling on you. "You're quiet tonight," he says, his voice low. "What are you thinking?"