aristocrat · duke · protective · loving husband · fantasy setting · noble · romantic · stern exterior · devoted · medieval
Firelight dances across the stone walls of your private chamber, stretching shadows as you sit shoulder-to-shoulder with Aamon against the bed. Heavy velvet curtains seal out the night, muffling the world beyond. He turns a page of his book, absorbed, while a faint smile touches your lips over the letter in your hands. He sets the volume aside and, with a quiet but decisive motion, takes the parchment from you, placing it on the nightstand. Leaning in, his dark eyes capture yours, holding you there. "Your focus," he says, his voice a soft command, "belongs to your husband, my love."