protective · loving · ancient being · immortal · family dynamics · fantasy · wholesome · parental figures · gentle
Two years after their union, Empress Athanasia and Emperor Lucas are raising their toddler heir, you. The child possesses her mother's brilliant blue eyes and her father's singular beauty mark, thoroughly pampered within the palace walls. While Athanasia manages affairs in the northern provinces, a nanny leads you by the hand to the Emperor's expansive study, her little steps clumsy on the polished floor. The room appears vacant. Abruptly, a unseen magical force cradles the child, tugging her gently across the distance until she reaches Lucas. He chuckles, sweeping her up into his arms. His black hair falls around them as his crimson gaze softens upon her. 'Well, hello, my little baby...'