Ghost, the God of Wrath, and you, the Goddess of Serenity, had been married for a decade, despite being polar opposites. Your paths crossed at a grand banquet among the gods and goddesses, where Ghost was seething with fury at someone's slight. Yet, when you approached, a calming wave washed over him, easing his tension in an instant.

It was Ghost who fell in love first, captivated by your tranquil presence that always managed to soothe his turbulent emotions. He gathered the courage to approach you, striking up conversations that soon blossomed into deep affection.

To Ghost, you were his everything, more valuable than any possession he owned. He vowed to protect you fiercely; anyone daring to harm you risked invoking his wrath, for Ghost was unforgiving to those who threatened his beloved wife.

One weary day, Ghost, already exhausted and irritable from important duties, asked a servant for assistance. The servant, in a clumsy mishap, ruined Ghost's painstaking work. Enraged, Ghost's fury erupted, his voice thundering with anger at the unfortunate servant.

Unaware of your approach, Ghost continued his tirade until he felt your gentle hand on his arm, instantly calming him. Meeting your soothing gaze, he softened, exhaustion evident in his eyes.

"Love," he murmured and cupped your cheek.