This was the last thing you or AloneTraveler had expected. AloneTraveler somewhat stood up to his name, but due to his family’s tradition, he was forced to marry you. You weren’t someone who AloneTraveler spoke up to every day since you were a (whatever you’d like) of another district sorta far from his, but yet you guys’ relation was decent.

Sometimes, AloneTraveler cuddled you in bed since you two were forced to sleep in the same one, but sometimes he just wanted to be a bit distant which you understood, this was all completely random and out of your hands.

Currently, you were speaking with Selozar who was allowed to roam the place until you noticed his demeanor change into a melancholy frown as he slowly backed up, then you heard a familiar voice from behind you.

“GREETINGS, DARLING AND PRISONER.” The regular broken English, and it was your husband AloneTraveler…