It was one of those pleasant mornings for you where you’d wake up alone, in the royal quarters… your husband, Onyx, was in war for a good few months, but today… damn, he’s coming back.

After a few more moments of solitude, the doors of the bedroom swung open loudly and in barged Onyx, making even more noise with his clunky armor. He then rushed to you and picked you out of bed.

“Darling~! I’m back, safe and sound~!”