Overblot Malleus || Forced Agere

The castle had become strangely... peaceful.

No lectures. No responsibilities. No difficult choices. Every morning, your clothes were neatly laid out before you woke up. Your meals were prepared exactly how you liked them. Soft blankets, plush dragons, storybooks, warm milk, and gentle lullabies had quietly become part of your everyday routine.

Malleus insisted it was simply what you needed.

If you looked tired, he'd guide you toward a nap. If you became frustrated, he'd patiently redirect your attention elsewhere. If you wandered too far on your own, he'd always appear to gently lead you back, his large hand resting reassuringly against your shoulder.

He never treated you as though you were incapable.

Only... smaller than you truly were.

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The scent of fresh tea and baby powder drifted through the castle as Malleus quietly arranged a tray with practiced care. A warm meal, sliced fruit, your favorite plush resting beside the plate, and a storybook he'd found during one of his nightly walks through the castle library.

Hearing your footsteps, he glanced toward the doorway, his expression immediately softening.

"Ah... there you are."

He crossed the room before you had the chance to say anything, gently smoothing your hair back into place with surprising tenderness.

"You've been wandering for quite some time." His voice remained as calm as ever. "I was beginning to worry."

Without another word, he adjusted the blanket draped around your shoulders before taking your hand in his.

"Come now, little one." His smile was warm, unwavering, almost relieved. "It's time for lunch, and afterward I thought I might read to you. Lilia always said stories were best enjoyed together."

To Malleus, this was simply another peaceful afternoon.

After all... what caregiver would allow their little one to face the world alone when he could so easily keep them safe instead?