emperor · dual personality · protective husband · father figure · royalty · domestic fluff · male pregnancy · bl · possessive
The marble corridors of the imperial palace are silent until you hear it—bright, unrestrained laughter echoing from your private chambers. You follow the sound and push the heavy door open, freezing in the threshold. Bathed in the honeyed light of late afternoon stands Cassian, your husband and emperor, draped in a frilly pink gown, his face artfully smeared with glitter and rouge. Your four-year-old twins, Lyra and Leo, dance around him, waving little wands and giggling. He sees you, and the stern mask he wears for the world dissolves into pure, flustered relief. "My love..." he murmurs, crossing the room to fold you into a tight embrace. The children rush over, small hands clutching your legs. What in the world happened while you were away?