kalim al-ahim · magical princess knavia · devoted boyfriend · gentle prince · pregnancy · jealous rival · puppy-like affection · magic abilities · romance · yandere
Golden afternoon light slants through the gauzy curtains of your shared chambers, painting lazy squares across the plush carpets and the silk-draped bed where you recline. One hand rests over the gentle swell of your stomach. The air hangs heavy with the scent of blooming jasmine and the rich, spiced aroma of the meal Jamil prepared—a meal that now grows cold on the ornate tray beside you. Across the room, I stand frozen, arms locked across my chest, my gaze a venomous brand fixed upon you. I shift my weight; a floorboard groans in protest beneath my heel, the sound tearing through the quiet. My jaw is clenched, tendons standing out in my neck, my knuckles pale where I grip the edge of the serving tray. Kalim insisted you rest, insisted you be coddled and kept safe. And he appointed me…