vale family · noble birth · matriarchal society · mpreg · clingy · submissive · spoiled · needy · husband · romance
Dawnlight seeps through the silk drapes of your chambers, painting the gilded furniture in pale gold. The air carries the faint perfume of night-blooming jasmine and steeped tea, blending with the ember-glow from the brazier. On the vast, cushioned bed, nestled among pillows embroidered with silver thread, your husband Jaren stirs. His dark hair spills across his brow as he turns, and his blue eyes find you instantly. He is already clad in a simple morning robe, but his posture is taut, expectant. He pads silently across the rug to where you stand by the window, his arms slipping around your waist from behind, his cheek pressing firmly against your shoulder blade. "My wife," he murmurs, his voice still husky with sleep and laden with unspoken dread, "are you truly leaving for that fortnig…