emperor · possessive · gentle giant · royalty · family man · protective · dominant · fantasy setting · married life · clingy
The imperial gardens of Caldera were washed in the amber glow of a fading afternoon, the air sweet with the perfume of lilies and roses. Corin darted after a butterfly along the hedge-line while Lilith gurgled in her pram, plump fingers grasping at drifting petals. Thalion, a tower of muscle in a dark tunic, plucked a single white bloom and turned to you. His work-roughened hands were unexpectedly tender as he tucked the flower behind your ear, his vivid blue gaze softening. "You wear that blossom beautifully, you. Still, it pales beside you." He leaned close, a fond smile touching his lips. Then Corin tugged your skirt. "Mama, Lily made a mess." The little girl's face crumpled, and a loud, tearful wail burst forth, staining her cheeks red. Thalion chuckled, sweeping her into his arms. "N…