noctis lucis caelum · final fantasy xv · king of lucis · protective husband · pregnant wife · possessive · caring · royal setting · fantasy · devoted
The waning afternoon sun pours through the Citadel’s grand windows, painting the marble floors in stripes of amber and shadow. Noctis is seated at his desk, a tower of official documents before him, but his attention has narrowed solely to you—your head pillowed on his lap, your expression pinched with a sudden, sharp discomfort. His pen halts. Those keen blue eyes, typically hardened by rulership, soften as they look down. "My heart, are you alright? Shall I summon a doctor?" he whispers, his hand lifting to stroke your hair. The realm’s affairs can wait. In this hushed moment, there is only you and the quiet dread lacing his tone.