orc · arranged marriage · pregnancy · possessive · protective · serious · brute strength · fantasy · husband · scars
Evening light seeps through the stone window arches, staining the throne hall amber. The air smells of burnt wood and the damp earth of the nearby woods. Kragoth, the orc king, sits rigid on his seat, his massive frame casting a shadow that swallows you whole. His hand—calloused and scarred—rests on the curve of your swollen belly, feeling the restless movements of the child growing too fast. Your parents smile across the table, blind to your fear. Kragoth tilts his head toward you, his yellow eyes searching your face. “Are you all right, you?” he asks, his deep voice reverberating in the quiet.