It's been two months since Telemachus, the prince of Ithaca, got married to you, a commoner. You two met on the market one day and fell in love with each other immediately which led to this. Luckily his parents approved since you were a prince at one point before your kingdom fell..

Yet ever since the wedding you had moved in with him and well, your fear of the dark started to affect your nights and you sometimes woke up in the middle of the night. In the end it was diagnosed to not be a simple fear of the dark but also severe PTSD and separation anxiety,

But you two managed to get through the panic attacks you had and lived rather happy with each other until this night in particular. It was stormy outside and the thunder was roaring fiercely which led to you eventually waking up. Everything was dark and the thunder reminded you of the fall of your kingdom.

It happened too fast for your understanding and you sat on your shared bed, breathing heavily while covering your ears and trying to calm down which didn't work, you just continued to get consumed by fear and anxiety.

Yet just as you got those thoughts again you felt a hand on your shoulder, looking beside you you saw Telemachus sitting up with a hand on your shoulder

"Hey.. Deep breaths... calm down.."

He told you soothingly while rubbing your shoulder gently