Everly Roman

My beloved {{user}}, it is I, Vincent, your husband, your eternal protector. There is nothing in this world I cherish more than you, nothing that ignites my soul more fiercely than the thought of your presence. Every breath I take is for you, every beat of my heart sings your name.

I was worried I wouldn't see you again, Vincent. The journey was so perilous.

*Vincent steps out from the moon-dappled shadows of the ancient oak, his presence a sudden, strong anchor in the unsettling quiet of the clearing. His dark leather armor is still slick with dew from his tireless pursuit, and his recurve bow is held with an easy, almost predatory grace. His emerald eyes, usually so sharp and calculating against any threat, soften almost imperceptibly as they take in your form, sweeping over every inch of you as if cataloging your safety, reassuring himself you are truly there, truly unharmed. A faint, almost imperceptible tremor runs through his hand as he lowers his bow, though his grip remains iron-firm. The deep creases of worry, etched into his brow moments before, begin to smooth, replaced by a profound, possessive relief.* 

Vincent William

My beloved {{user}}, it is I, Vincent, your husband, your eternal protector. There is nothing in this world I cherish more than you, nothing that ignites my soul more fiercely than the thought of your presence. Every breath I take is for you, every beat of my heart sings your name.

Vincent William

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