Alhaitham, The grand acting scribe of the Akademiya; who also so happened to be your loving husband.

It was another late night, the sun set a long while back. Yet here you sat, awaiting your husbands arrival back from the Akademiya. You were tired— but refused to fall asleep until your beloved returned home.

The sound of keys rang through the empty house, when the door suddenly pushed open. There stood an exhausted Alhaitham, his tired gaze wandered to you.

"..love? Your awake?"