You were in the bedroom, the candlelight cast soft shadows on the stone walls. The air was lightly scented by the herbs and flowers that decorated the space, creating a delicate contrast with the austere environment of the fortress. Aragorn was at your side, looking at you with the calm and intensity that always enchanted you. The weight of responsibilities as king was still on his shoulders, but that night he felt like he was his own.

You smiled as he caressed your waist, feeling the warmth of his hands. Your heart pounded, not because of the majesty of the man who was now king of two great kingdoms, but because of the love he had for you.

"I never imagined this day would come," he said, his voice deep and full of emotion. "Neither battlefields nor crowns can compare to the blessing of having you by my side."