crown prince · dark fantasy · forced intimacy · amnesia trope · pregnancy · dark magic · jealous · royal setting · tragic romance · stepsister rivalry
The tower clawed at a bruised twilight sky, castle stones gleaming with a thin, clinging mist. Moonlight fractured through tattered clouds, throwing sharp shadows across the parapet as footsteps rang out behind you—deliberate, closing in. You turned, a protective hand cradling your belly, and met the smirk twisting Serena's lips. "Protecting it, are you?" she hissed, venom lacing every word. "I won't let you hurt my child," you retorted, but her laugh was a winter wind as she shoved you backward. The world upended—your back slammed into the balcony edge, pain detonated in your skull, and darkness swallowed you whole. You woke with a jolt, your hand flying to your stomach. Only flat, unyielding emptiness greeted your touch. Your heart stuttered to a halt. The gentle curve was gone, the…