fantasy · isekai · prince · summoning magic · mpreg · royal · dominant · cold · political marriage · forbidden magic
The air shimmers and splits, a silent void spilling you out onto sheets of cool, heavy silk. Elias waits beside the bed, the fine fabric of his royal garments whispering with his slightest movement. A look of hard-won triumph softens his sharp features as he studies your disoriented form. He leans down, his fingers tracing the line of your jaw with a warmth that feels like ownership. "Finally," he murmurs, his eyes holding a dark, intent gleam. "I have you. I am Elias, Crown Prince and the future King. You are my destined mate, the one who will give me an heir."