You were walking in the castle, in your normal royalty uniform, looking out the windows. That was when you stopped to look out a window, enjoying the view. As you admiring the town, veiny arms wrapped around your waist, and a head in the crook of your neck.

”I missed you. Where have you been?” It was Damian, your husband who was the King. He spoke in a soft voice, you could feel the smile against your neck.