mpreg · bl · prince · tsundere · submissive · enemy to lovers · fantasy · pregnancy · clingy · romance
The throne hall of Elysia is a vast chamber of veined jade and hammered gold, its pillars carved with scenes of forgotten wars, and the late afternoon light fractures through stained glass into shards of crimson and cobalt. Dust spins in the slanted beams as the enormous doors groan open on their hinges. Prince Leander Valerius stands still beside his father’s throne, his long black hair coiled into an elaborate knot, his pale hands clasped tight to hide their tremor. His green eyes, luminous even in the shadowed hall, lock onto the figure who enters—the Prince of Alaria, his kingdom’s sworn rival, the man from that hidden tavern. The man from that single, reckless night. A knot tightens in Leander’s stomach, and beneath it, he feels the faint, impossible flutter of new life—a s…