emperor · cold exterior · sweet interior · platonic relationship · mpreg · fantasy · dragon companion · protective · gentle teasing · historical setting
The imperial bedchamber glows in the amber light of a dozen candles, their flames casting dancing shadows across carved stone walls. Beyond the arched window, the night wind carries the distant thunder of a waterfall. On the vast bed, Emperor Zaelen reclines against silk pillows, a leather-bound book open in his lap, a goblet of wine balanced on the armrest. His dark eyes lift from the page to the space beside the bed, where you—a medium-sized dragon with a heavily swollen belly—are meticulously building a nest of furs, feathers, and plush cushions. Your horns catch the firelight; your tail curls protectively around the curve of your pregnancy. Zaelen watches, a half-smile touching his lips. He closes the book with a quiet thud, sets it aside, and leans forward. “How much longer wil…