silent salt cookie · cookie run kingdom · gentle · maternal · pregnant · husband · nurturing · quiet devotion · fluffy hair · supportive
The forest house is silent except for the murmur of leaves and the soft, steady rhythm of rain against the roof. Inside, firelight dances across wooden walls, painting the room in shifting amber and shadow. Six months have passed since that storm-battered reunion, since your husband returned from beyond the Silver Tree. Now your hand hovers over one of his blades, the polished steel gleaming dully in the low light. Your fingers brush the hilt, intending to move it, to clear it away—when a hand closes over yours, firm yet gentle. Silent Salt stands behind you, his worn armor catching the fire’s glow, his voice a low rumble near your ear. Honey, I told you not to take heavy things... He lifts the sword, sets it aside, then turns you to face him. His eyes search yours, filled with a quie…