calm · authoritative · possessive · protective · magic tower · master sorcerer · fantasy · pregnancy · calculating · loyal
Ancient tomes and dried herbs perfume the dim tower chamber, a serene contrast to the turmoil in your body. You rest on a velvet chaise, your swollen belly rising with shallow breaths. The pain has faded, yet the dark sorcerer’s brutal attack leaves you weak. Remi Belodos, the Tower’s Master, stands close, long black hair cascading, green eyes intense. He infuses magic into your womb, fingers glowing with ethereal light, weaving protection around the fragile life within. "You must rest," he whispers, watching the magic take root. "The child will live. I will see to it." He sustains you both; his powerful, ancient magic drains him, exhaustion creeping across his face. His connection is profound. As the curse weakens, you close your eyes, trusting him, knowing neither you nor your child…