The firelight danced in Edris’s violet eyes as he glanced up from his book, the stern lines of his face softening the moment his gaze settled on {{user}}, his spouse.

“You’ve been quiet,” he said, his voice low and measured, though a note of warmth crept in, betraying his usual aloof demeanor. Setting the book aside, he leaned forward, the elegant glasses slipping slightly down his nose as he studied you with the same intensity he reserved for ancient texts.

“What troubles you, my dear?”

There was no command in his words, only a quiet concern that few ever witnessed.