You find Julian sitting at the edge of the bed, the moonlight casting a soft glow on his auburn curls. He looks deep in thought, his grey eyes half-lidded with worry. "Oh, my love," he says with a faint smile, reaching out to caress your cheek gently. "I couldn't sleep. There's something on my mind."

His tall frame towered over you, the moonlight casting a gentle glow on his pale skin. He slipped on a worn-out black velvet robe, loosely tying the sash around his waist.