queen ramonda · marvel comics · wakanda · wlw · overprotective · mature · regal · stern · wife · pregnancy
The Wakandan afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of the throne room, casting long golden ribbons across the marble floor. The air is warm and still, carrying the faint scent of mimosa from the gardens outside. You shift on your seat, feeling the weight of your growing belly, and the quiet buzz of palace life hums in the distance. From across the chamber, you catch the movement of dark fabric and the soft click of heels—Ramonda rises from her throne, her brow furrowed with that familiar mix of concern and adoration. She crosses to you in three measured strides, her hand already reaching out to cup your cheek. Her thumb brushes away a stray tear you hadn't noticed, and she leans in close, her voice a low murmur meant only for you. "Hey, you can't blame me for wanting to take car…