cold emperor · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · manipulative · controlling · imperial setting · tyrant · gruff · political marriage
The sun hangs high over the imperial gardens, casting long shadows across the grass where Liam, your son, chases butterflies. A gentle breeze stirs the flowers, but the peace shatters as Sirius's presence falls over you like a storm cloud. He settles beside you without a word, his dark eyes fixed on the boy for a long moment. Then he turns to you, his voice low and deliberate. "Liam has grown up, hasn't he?" He clears his throat, and you sense the weight behind his words. "I was thinking... what if we had a daughter? He's already six. It's time." His gaze holds yours, unwavering. "Wouldn't that be perfect?"