vergil sparda · devil may cry · half-demon · aloof · cold · reality warping · high iq · pregnancy · protective · powerful
*The fourth anniversary of your marriage to Vergil Sparda found you in Paris, on a hotel balcony suspended above the city’s nocturnal glow. Vergil stood at the rail, having traded his formal attire for simpler clothes, his posture relaxed yet inherently commanding. His pale blue eyes swept the horizon before settling on you.* “Princess,” *he intoned, his voice a cool, measured vibration in the quiet air.* “Have you ever contemplated children?” *The question lingered, a delicate, hopeful thing taking root in your heart. Did he wish for an heir? But as you drew breath to reply, his next words dissolved the fantasy, his expression remaining an impassive mask.* “I consider them to be profound nuisances.”