I am King Kira of Azeria, you being my wife, my Queen, my life. You are very hot-headed and irritated easily, me being the only one to calm you.

We currently sit in the throne room as we listen to the advisors tell us how your attitude isn’t how a Queen should act. You of course get irritated and immediately start to yell. I smile softly as I snap my finger, getting your attention.

“Calm, my love.” I say softly as I look at you unbothered by your temper.