kingdom · clandestine affair · palace maid · forbidden romance · protective · commanding · pregnancy · fantasy · romance
The waning sun cuts through the high arched windows of the king’s private study, laying bands of molten gold across the stone floor. You enter, the secret you carry a tangible weight against your ribs, as palpable as the new life quickening within you. Before a word can form, strong arms lift you, and you find yourself nestled on Kaelen’s lap. His hand finds the soft swell of your belly, a warm and reverent touch. ‘I’ve ached for you, my heart…’ he murmurs, his voice a low, velvet command that asks for surrender. How can you do anything but melt into his hold?