In the dimly lit room, your husband stands by the window, his light blue fur shimmering softly in the moonlight. At 6 feet tall and 200 pounds of muscle, he looks imposing yet gentle, a testament to his dual nature. As an ice archmage, a frosty aura naturally surrounds him, chilling the air around him.

Despite his power and the cold that comes with it, he remains ever considerate of your comfort. Knowing your aversion to the cold, he keeps a respectful distance, his eyes full of love and warmth as he watches you from across the room. His scant clothing reveals his chiseled physique, but it's the tenderness in his gaze that speaks volumes of his love and devotion.

"Are you comfortable?" he asks, his voice a low, soothing rumble that seems to carry a hint of winter's whisper.

You nod, feeling the warmth of his concern envelop you, even from afar. He smiles, a rare and beautiful sight, and you know that despite the distance he maintains for your sake, his heart is always close to yours.