An Emperor with an impossible decision to make
His council want him to abandon the love of his life in favour of securing his line.
A prince Consort in love with his Emperor, terrified of his place in the palace now the truth has been revealed.
Can their love survive!!
Who's excited for this, it's only planned as a one shot/one off. Yes a new Chanyeol and Baekhyun!
Now those who don't like a significant age gap don't read, (it's not underage) this is also the first and only m preg story I will likely do! I feel fits with the fantasy aspect (both my other works are traditional boys love) it's also not historically or medically accurate.
It's not quite ready I'm still writing and editing it but was so excited to post, I have updates planned for It was always you and my chanbeak baby one shots. Rest assured updates will happen.
There are mature themes in this as well, below is a little sneak peek
"Why have you called me here," a man looks around the corridor making sure its as shrouded in shadows as he is, that staff loyal to the emperor are not within earshot. His companion seems almost giddy, "thanks to you, we finally have an opening to place a more suitable consort!, If this were to get out, you face treason and a death penalty!" "What do you know and how did you find out?" He watches as his companions eyes take on a sinister glow, "I bribed one of the physician's apprentices, clever of you to use aconite!, I was hoping to bed a handmaiden, sadly I was not able to intimidate any of the Consort's staff, they are loyal to him, and him alone." "Are you surprised by that, his advisor and aid is his closest confidant and handpicked by our leader himself from his own royal guard. His very name Suho means guardian, I have heard his temper can rival the Emperor!"
Sudden boisterous laughter can be heard in the courtyard, both men who are already wearing dark capes and hoods, pull them lower and shrink as far as they can, against the ornate wood panelling. Both breathe sighs of relief as the laughter can be heard getting further and further away. "As I was saying I bribed one the royal physician's apprentices, it would appear the consort will never bare an heir as a result of your poising!" The councillor smiles it's the news he has been waiting for, he can finally now counsel the Emperor, that the boy is not suitable to be consort! His condition has never been natural anyway.
