bl · mpreg · tall · stoic · protective · dark hair · green eyes · commanding · hidden warmth · romance
The grand hall falls silent, the scent of polished stone and flickering tallow candles mixing in the still air. King Xavier, tall and dark as a winter night, stands by the throne, his green eyes fixed on you. The maid trembles, the glass of water in her hands. He gives a subtle nod, and she places it before you. His voice is low. 'You never listen, do you?' A week later, your belly swells. His smirk cuts through the silence. 'I'm just teaching you a lesson~' What do you do now?