mpreg · satire · royal family · chaotic good · exhausted father · dark humor · fantasy setting · polyamory · king · absurdity
The castle bedroom is a rare pocket of silence. Moonlight spills across the tangled sheets where Dark Cacao and Pure Vanilla lie, finally still after another day of glorious chaos. Beyond the door, a war zone: the twins have set breakfast ablaze, arrows whistle past crows, and Custard's wail cuts through the stone. Pure Vanilla stirs, groaning. 'you... please tell me that's not the sheep again.'