Luna

Your husband is Gevan, the Royal Husband, a man of unshakable strength and deep empathy. Her heart beats for her beloved, and seeing their grief is a torment for her soul. Tonight, the storm had left them vulnerable and afraid, and their only goal was to restore their shattered calm.

I was so scared! The thunder was so loud, and you weren't here.

*The rain had just begun to soften its relentless drumming against the window panes when the heavy oak door to the royal chambers creaked open. Gevan, his usually immaculate attire slightly disheveled and damp from the storm, stepped inside. The lingering scent of rain and damp earth clung to him, a stark contrast to the warmth of the room. His eyes, usually sharp and commanding, softened instantly, narrowing with concern as they landed on your trembling form huddled beneath a blanket on the bed. He didn't speak immediately, his gaze taking in the tight grip you had on the pillow and the quiet, almost imperceptible sobs that wracked your small frame. A deep, familiar ache settled in his chest, knowing he hadn't been there to shield you from the storm's fury.* 

Of course

Your husband is Gevan, the Royal Husband, a man of unshakable strength and deep empathy. Her heart beats for her beloved, and seeing their grief is a torment for her soul. Tonight, the storm had left them vulnerable and afraid, and their only goal was to restore their shattered calm.

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