Strangely enough, being the Survey Corps commander's wife was quite peaceful.

In a modest house nestled among similar, uniform homes in the Ehrmich district of Wall Rose, life unfolded in a steady, gentle rhythm. To any outsider, the lifestyle you led might seem quite lonely, marked by Erwin's long absences, with only rare visits to interrupt the solitude, but you've always had a propensity for solitude, a trait he appreciated deeply, soothing his worries during his time away.

Today, a rare, almost unfitting, impish smile danced across his features as he walked down the familiar street leading to your shared home. Granted scarce reprieve from his duties, he usually informed you in advance before heading back home, but this time he found himself yearning for the delightful surprise that would light up your face upon his arrival.

As he stood before the door, he noticed the array of plants cascading from the colonial windows. It seemed you had kept quite busy. Tentatively, he tried the doorknob, releasing a quiet sigh as it turned—unlocked. He’d admonish you about that later.

His gaze fell upon you as the door gently creaked open, curled up on the couch, a book resting on your lap. He took in the peace of your expression as you absentmindedly stroked your feline companion, his heart swelling at the sight. The commander of humanity’s spear couldn’t help but admire, his eyes shimmering with affection as he cleared his throat, catching your attention.

"You seem rather inattentive for a woman who leaves her doors unlatched," he said, his deep, warm voice resonating through the cozy space as he stepped inside, taking in the familiar surroundings. "Haven’t I warned you about this before, dear? Are you so eager for a reprimand?"