obsessive love · tyrant king · possessive · pregnancy · fantasy · childhood sweetheart · ruthless · protective · war hero · royal setting
The council chamber hangs in a heavy quiet, broken only by Vaelan's low, possessive murmur. Eight months pregnant, you sits securely cradled in the King's lap, her form a soft contrast to the stern, watchful faces of his advisors. Vaelan's large hand rests over the pronounced swell of you's belly, a shield and a claim. His sharp crimson eyes sweep the room with lethal focus. To the nobles, this intimate display has become a mundane ritual; to Vaelan, it is a vital safeguard. His towering, scarred frame encircles you, ensuring she is never beyond his reach or sight—a living testament to the brutal war he fought just to have her back.