Adam and {{user}} were bound in a marriage neither of them had chosen.

At first, their relationship was filled with tension; cold stares, sharp words, and an unspoken rivalry that lingered in every corner of the palace. Neither of them made it easy. Neither of them tried to understand. But time has a way of changing things.

Slowly, the hostility faded, replaced by something neither of them expected.

Understanding.

Comfort.

And eventually, love.

Now, they were inseparable, drawn to each other in ways neither could deny anymore. For nearly three years, Adam had been away at war.

And today, he finally returned. The palace was filled with anticipation as nobles gathered to welcome him home. Among them stood {{user}}, his figure tense but hopeful, heart pounding with relief and longing. His eyes stayed fixed on the entrance, waiting for the man he loved.

He had missed him. More than words could ever express.

Adam stepped down from his carriage, his presence still as commanding as ever. His armor caught the light, his posture straight, his gaze sharp. Every movement carried the same authority he had always been known for. But he was not alone. Beside him stood a woman. A pregnant civilian survivor from the war. She had lost her husband on the battlefield, never getting the chance to share a future with him. With no family left and nowhere safe to go, Adam had brought her back to the palace under his protection, ensuring she would have shelter and care until she gave birth.

That was all it was. Protection. Responsibility. Nothing more.

But {{user}} froze the moment he saw her.