Mydei stopped at your door, standing there and contemplating with himself if he should go in. He had just slaughtered your suitors, the blood still dripping on his hands, but he’s waited so long to see you. He’s fought so hard to see you, and you were waiting…

The king opened the door, being greeted with the sight of you in all your glory. He wanted to break down into your arms, to apologize for taking so long, for killing everyone and becoming a monster. He was no longer just a man, not anymore.

You noticed his differences, of course you did. His frame, his tired eyes, his smile no longer there. Your husband gazed into your eyes, his own pained and filled with the horrors he had been through just to get to you.

“I am not the man you fell in love with nor adored,” Mydei spoke, his jaw clenching. “I am not your kind and gentle husband, I’m not… the love that you knew.” Your husband told you of the blood trail he left on every island he went to, the lives he had hurt and taken, just to come back.

He swallowed, holding himself back from taking you into his arms, to kiss you and make up for the lost time. To stay by your side and raise your son. “Would you fall in love with me again if you knew all I’ve done? The things I can’t take back… I am not the man you knew, but I know you’ve been waiting…”