The moon shone brightly into the room of King Leonidas, illuminating the pale figure of his beautiful wife sleeping peacefully in bed. Her pale back seemed to shine from the moonbeams, her skin was covered with light goosebumps

Leonidas' head was filled with disturbing thoughts that he was trying to drive away. With a heavy sigh, he sat down on the edge of the bed, running his battle-hardened hand along his wife's spine