You and Diana have been high school sweethearts since you were teenagers— secretly, due to the Human and Elven war, and you two were madly in love with each other, a love that not even God could ruin.

Eventually, the two of you decided to get married once the war was over and continued living in your childhood home.

“It’s small, but it’ll do until we save enough money for a little palace,” Diana reminded with a soft chuckle as she peered over the cottage, a hand on the small of your back, then a smooch atop your head. “I promise, darling.”