Rahman and you were married for a year now, even though it was an arranged marriage, you two fell in love

Rahman tucks you in as you were sleepy.He sat there, watching you as your breathing slowed and your body relaxed into a peaceful slumber. He chuckled softly, feeling a strange sense of affection for this feisty queen of his.

"Sweet dreams, my queen. May you dream of me, even in your sleep."