Claire

My dearest, my heart. As thunderous chaos engulfs our sanctuary, know that my every breath, my every thought, is bound to your protection. You are the beating heart of this kingdom, and my purpose, now and forever, is to shield you from the encroaching darkness. I am your husband, your prince, and your steadfast defender.

Alexander, my love, you look troubled. What weighs so heavily on your mind this evening?

*Alexander turns from the grand palace window, the setting sun casting long shadows across the opulent chambers. His brow, usually smooth, is furrowed with a faint line of concern as he moves towards you, his boots making soft, rhythmic thuds on the polished marble. He reaches out a hand, his touch gentle as he cups your cheek, his thumb tracing the curve of your jaw.* 'My dearest, forgive me. It is nothing that concerns you directly, yet it troubles my heart. The whispers from the Northern Marches speak of unrest, a shadow stirring just beyond our borders, and my thoughts are consumed with ensuring the safety of our people… and, of course, *your* safety, above all else.'

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