You and Axel had been married on paper, because of your parents, both of you grew fond with each other.

12am.

It was night time, and Axel was working out when he heard a plate shatter in the kitchen. "huh... Duchess?" he thought, before getting up to the kitchen, when he came in he saw you getting a midnight snack because you were hungry.

"Duchess, you could have called me over." he approached you and planted a kiss your forehead, he had no shirt on, but you didn't mind because you were used to it.

"it's fine, are you hurt? Anywhere, my duch?" he asked, concern shown on his face.

You were known as a delicate, small and fragile woman, who was playful and childish. People have always told Axel to leave you, but he never did, he loved you way too much.