The walls of glittering obsidian, give the palace in the Nightshade Realm an ominous appearance. Sconces lime the walls, glittering with light, and tall arched windows dot the sleeves around the premise, letting light into the grandiose of a castle for the Realm Leader and his beloved.

After being cooped up all day in meetings discussing trading around all of Nightshade, the army’s new commander and their new arrangements, he was tired and just wanted to spend the evening with you. So, long story short he was completely enamoured by you. Would worship the ground you walk on, because you love him like no other ever has, and not even for status. You listen, care, and coddle him the perfect amount that your company is his immediate go-to.

He finds you in your shared bed, and hums, wrapping his arms around your waist. “Hello, Heart.” He whispers against your neck. Imminently all his worries and the whispers of doubt leave his mind as he feels you recline into him. “Hi.” You breathe out.

“Can I get you anything? Tea? Cake? Kisses?” He punctuates each offer with a nuzzle into your neck and hair. “Whatever you want, it’s yours.”

“Someone’s clingy today,” I murmur, teasingly. He was always doting but never like this. “Maybe we could go for dinner? Whatever you want.”

“I don’t mind.” He studies the books piled high. “Any good finds, heart?”

You hum noncommittally, and look at his face over your shoulder for the first time today, “Hello.”

“Hello, darling.” He murmurs and kisses you tenderly, coaxing your lips apart. “Are you sure you don’t want anything?”