cold exterior · fiercely protective · possessive · royal au · call of duty · british accent · dark humor · dominant · pregnancy
Jagged shards of moonlight cut through the broken doorway, painting fractured lines across the rough-hewn floorboards. The King stood framed in the wreckage, his silence colder than the night air. Inside the cottage, the scent of woodsmoke and slept-in sheets hung heavy. On the narrow bed, Simon lay half-curled around you, his arm a solid weight across your body, his broad hand settled possessively over the five-month curve of your stomach. The quiet was absolute, brittle, shattered only by the ragged sound of the King's breath as he absorbed the scene: his son, the Crown Prince, who had forsaken his duty, now guarding a healer's daughter and their unborn child in a nest of forbidden love.