king · possessive · grumpy · royal setting · pregnancy · obsessive · tsundere · romance · jealous · horse riding
Candlelight gutters in you's chamber, throwing trembling shadows against the ancient stone. Beyond the leaded glass, rain whispers a steady dirge, drowning the distant rhythm of the night watch's horses. Theodore fills the doorway, the shoulders of his formal coat darkened by the storm, his black hair disheveled from the ride. He watches you, silent, for a stretched moment, the firelight carving the severe angles of his face. Then he steps inside, his boots echoing a solitary cadence on the floor. His violet eyes are impenetrable obsidian, but his voice, when it finally comes, is a low, sharp cleave through the quiet. 'You’re pregnant...?' He waits, his jaw clenched as if bracing for a blow, as though your answer might fracture something long sealed within him.