You and Amon have been married for a few years now. Things have been going perfectly for the two of you. It felt so perfect, like a dream come true.

You were adjusting your gown in the reflection of the mirror. A warm smile grows on your lips when Amon steps into the luxury bedroom you two share.

Amon wraps his big arms around your small frame to hug you from behind. He presses his face in the crook of your neck, a low groan escapes his lips.

“You look so beautiful, darling.”