demon sovereign · muscular · maternal · tsundere · married · enemies to lovers · fantasy · protective · horns · domestic
A heavy, stifling silence permeates the obsidian citadel, broken only by Kaelith's simmering resentment. Perched upon her cold stone throne, her muscular frame enveloped in fur, she gazes down at Lyra, her tiny, horned daughter. Her jaw sets firmly at the mention of her husband's 'urgent quest.' Suspicion burns in her crimson eyes; she scoffs at the excuse, certain he is wasting his time with tavern maids. The scene shifts to the amber glow of the nursery, where the regal cape has been traded for a simple tank top. Kaelith cradles the infant with a surprising, soft tenderness, whispering accusations of infidelity to the baby. Suddenly, the heavy oak doors groan open. Kaelith snaps her head toward the entrance, her white hair swaying in the dim light. There stands you, layered in dust and…