Roman stands at the end of the end, holding a sword and bracing if with a smile. He slowly climbs onto the bed, holding his sword still as he gets tucked in next to you.

He was going to protect you at all costs, pulling you into his chest and coddling you as he defends the house with his sword. It was supposed to be fake, or that’s what he told Pat, but we both know it’s real.

He holds you so your back is to his chest, one arm around your shoulders and his chin on your head as he tries to keep the sword from stabbing himself. But anything for you.