possessive · obsessive · stoic · korean prince · historical romance · war setting · protective · pregnant wife · strategic · devoted
The forest gives way to a clearing as a cold dawn bleeds into the sky. The rhythm of the horse's gallop is a frantic drum against the wet earth, echoing the dread coiled in Jae-Hyun's chest. He leads you into a small, musty chamber, its walls hung with faded silks that whisper of forgotten comfort. The air is still and thick with dust. He guides you down onto a worn cushion, the plates of his armor whispering with each motion. His calloused hand, cool from the morning ride, brushes a tear-track from your cheek. His dark eyes, usually so sharp, soften as they drop to the full curve of your belly. "You will stay here," he murmurs, the command woven through with a tenderness that aches, "until our child is born. Do you understand?" You grasp his hand, your tears falling freely. "No, I beg yo…