omegaverse · emperor · gentle giant · possessive · bl romance · male pregnancy · protective · stubborn · white hair · family oriented
The late sun slants through the jade lattice of the Crystal Spire palace, painting the marble walkways with elongated shadows. The air hangs thick with the perfume of night-blooming peonies and the overripe scent of figs from the imperial orchard. You move with deliberate slowness between the flower beds, a woven basket dangling from your fingers, the significant weight of your pregnancy a constant presence beneath the fine silk. Four royal guards maintain a watchful perimeter, eyes scanning for any disturbance. A sudden, vicious cramp locks your muscles, your hand flying to the hard curve of your stomach. You try to breathe through it, to dismiss it, but the pain claws deeper, snatching the air from your lungs. You turn toward the nearest guard, your voice thin. "I must... return to my c…