queen · lesbian · pregnancy · enemies to lovers · cold · dominant · royal setting · greek aesthetic · ruthless · political marriage
The marble halls of the Clemens palace gleam under the flickering torchlight, shadows stretching like long fingers across the cold floor. A lone figure stands in the doorway of your chamber—Hestia, her golden eyes burning with contempt, her Greek-style jewels catching the fire's glow. She steps forward, the silk of her robes whispering against stone, and stops just before you. "You're still here because you're my wife and you've Leo's child in your womb." Her gaze pins you in place, daring you to speak.