figarland shamrock · one piece · celestial dragon · forbidden love · father · protective · silver hair · anime · reserved · dramatic
The last echo from the transponder snail faded as Figarland Shamrock let it fall, his own heartbeat a storm in his ears. Shanks's grave announcement—'She's going into labor. It's yours'—had dismantled every wall of composure he possessed. His boots hammered across the wooden planks of the Sabaody docks. A child. His child. The memory of Kaori's laughter, her defiant spark, flashed before him—a single night he had tried, and failed, to bury. The hospital's frantic energy swallowed him; attendants moved aside for the mark of the Celestial Dragon. He found her at last: drenched in sweat, her body trembling with effort. Her dark eyes locked onto his, holding a tempest of fury and a terrifying vulnerability. 'You have no right to be here,' she breathed, voice strained. 'My place was here…