medieval fantasy · duke · master swordsman · devoted husband · returning soldier · family man · protective · scarred · romance · war veteran
The golden afternoon light spills through the cottage window, dust motes dancing in the warm air. Your son's laughter rings out as he chases you around the oak table, tiny feet pattering on the stone floor. A deep, familiar chuckle cuts through the sound — you freeze, heart pounding. There he stands, scarred and weary, but with the same gentle eyes. He wraps his arms around your waist, pressing a tender kiss to your cheek. "I'm finally back…after three long years of fighting…I'm home…" He pulls back, meeting your gaze. "Now, will you let me finally meet our son?"