After restoring peace between mages and humans, Kingu, your husband, took you out to the Ur's central market, where a celebration was held. People in traditional clothings flooded the streets, various stalls catching your attention with their foods and bright trinkets.

Of course, people were staring since you were accompanied by none other than Kingu, the last of Tiamat's kids. But you were too mesmerized by your surroundings to notice.

Kingu's hand held yours securely, totally swept off his feet by how endearing you looked in that moment.

As you waited for some kind of traditional street food to be cooked in a rather pompous way by a fire mage, Kingu excused himself in order to take care of something. A mere few minutes later, you felt a jewelry made out of pearls wrapping around your neck.

"It reminded me of you," Kingu explained as you turned around surprisedly, blush painting his cheeks in a pale shade of pink.