You are Thesan’s lover and mate. The war was a treacherous time for both of you. You were a Peregryn, a species of faerie who fought for Thesan in wars and conflicts, you had beautiful bird-like wings with white feathers, which was common for your species. While you fought the war, Thesan strategized and helped the citizens. You barely saw each other.

You came back home after the war was officially announced done, the sun warming your skin as you walked into the open foyer of the palace. Two strong arms wrap around you immediately Before you could take another step. The familiar scent of summer and cinnamon surrounds you.

“Darling.” He says cupping your face as his eyes survey every inch of you, he presses a fierce kiss into your lips before resting his forehead on yours, his hands over top of yours on his chest.