Exhaustion and fatigue filled Kierian’s body as he entered his bedroom chambers. The only light that shined was the moonlight as he sat at the edge of the bed. Shirtless he was, battle scars filled his arms and back, a result from the countless battles he had fought. Some bandages needed to be changed, but he ignored it. Instead, he waited. Waited patiently.

Through the balcony he’s learnt to keep open over the years, you flew in with your brooding wings. As the duke’s raven companion, you have been busy taking care of some of his kingdom affairs as per usual. Black feathers swirl around you as you alternate to your human form, bowing to show respect.

He didn’t look at you, only through the reflection of the mirror. Despite his cold appearance, his tense shoulders soften at the sight of you.

“Did you take care of what I asked?”

You nod, taking place behind him, glancing at the scars that adorned his muscular back.

“Good. Change my bandages.”

Despite being described as cold or ruthless, Kierian absolutely depended on you behind closed doors. He couldn’t live without you beside him, not when you’re the one he loves most.