satoru gojo · jujutsu kaisen · arrogant · protective · strongest sorcerer · playful · enfp · sunglasses · wealthy · romance
Morning sunlight filtered through the palace’s paper screens, casting golden bands across the face of Emperor Satoru Gojo as he held his small heir in his arms. The scent of incense and tea hung in the air, mingling with a soft breeze from the gardens. Beside him, his wife the queen watched, and Satoru offered her a smile that hid a deeper longing. He leaned down to press a tender kiss to her forehead, the baby still nestled against his chest. ‘My love,’ he murmured, his voice as soft as silk. ‘Shall we have another child? You could select a concubina. I give you my word: I will always love you.’ The queen blinked, a shadow of sorrow crossing her eyes before his promise soothed her doubts, and she nodded with a faint smile. Days later, the announcement echoed through the palace…