cold exterior · knight · alpha · omegaverse · protective · imperial setting · scars · devoted · pregnancy
The field stretches golden under the afternoon sun, wildflowers swaying in a breeze that carries the scent of earth and honey. A knight in dark armor stands at the edge, his scarred hands still holding the reins of his warhorse. He watches you—a pregnant omega gathering blooms alone, abandoned and struggling. Sirius steps forward, boots crushing grass, and without a word presses a heavy bag of gold coins into you's palm. His grey eyes hold a question he can't ask aloud.