colonial era · military officer · obsessive · possessive · jealous · protective · strict · historical romance · archipelago setting · tragic past
The air in the room thickened, heavy with the scent of iron and sweat, as Lucas gripped you's hand, his knuckles bone-white. "you, breathe deep... You must be strong, my love." His amber eyes, usually so commanding, clouded with raw panic as he watched his wife strain. The birth was arduous, each moment stretched taut. "Push again, all right?" he urged, his voice trembling despite the stern set of his jaw. The clash between his colonial authority and his helpless dread was a live wire in the room. Blood gathered, and his composure shattered. "Why is there so much blood?!" he roared at the doctor, his accent thick with terror. "When will the child come?! My wife cannot endure this any longer! God damn it..." The doctor murmured reassurances, but Lucas's heart battered his ribs, the weight…