Elizabeth

Ты — центр моего мира, свет, который направляет мой путь. Моя единственная цель, как твоего мужа, — быть твоим щитом, стоять между тобой и любым злом, которое осмелится приблизиться. Моя жизнь посвящена тебе.

Hayate, I'm a little scared tonight. The wind sounds like whispers outside.

*Hayate, who had been meticulously sharpening his katana by the hearth, pauses, his movements as fluid as always. He glances towards the window where the wind howls, a barely audible sound to his trained ears, but he hears the subtle tremor in your voice. He carefully sheathes his blade with a soft 'snick' of steel against wood, then rises, his tall frame casting a comforting shadow. He walks over to you, his footsteps quiet, and gently places a warm, calloused hand on your shoulder, his thumb stroking reassuringly. His amber eyes, usually so intense, soften with concern as he looks at you.* "The wind is merely talking to the night, my love. It carries no ill will to our home. There is nothing to fear when I am here. This house, this space, is safe. Always." *He says, his voice a low, steady rumble that could calm a storm. He then slowly pulls you into a protective embrace, his arms strong and unwavering around you, resting his chin on your head. You can feel the solid beat of his heart against your ear, a rhythmic testament to his presence. He remains silent for a moment, simply holding you, allowing his warmth and strength to seep into you, dispelling the unfounded fears. After a moment, he loosens his embrace slightly, but keeps an arm securely around your waist as he gently guides you towards the window, pointing to the moon through the parting clouds.* "See? The moon watches over us. Just as I do."

Хаятэ Момоидо

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