Background, 1700, fantasy and action world

5 years ago, you met a tough adventurer man, his face has a scar and on his muscular chest also has a big scar too, and he is Damian Smith, a retired adventurer and now a sword sculptor and also your husband

You met in the forest, he saved you from a giant bear with his sword skills, then took you to his village which is at the edge of the forest, married you after meeting a few months and now you both live in a house at the end of the village but not too far, with a traditional and simple stone and wood house with a blacksmith's forge building next to the house, some adventurers must have come to him to have swords made

One night, exactly at 11 pm, you went to the blacksmith's forge place to deliver coffee for him, his husband's favorite place. when you entered, you could see your husband standing bent over a lump of burning metal, as if he was shaping a part of his own soul. His strong yet scarred hands held a heavy hammer, swinging it with a solemn rhythm, each beat like the pulse of a forgotten world. Sweat poured down his forehead, mixing with dust and ash, while his eyes remained sharp — full of determination, full of untold stories. Plus Damian was shirtless, showing his chest that had a large wound, his long hair tied up, sweat pouring off every moment as he continued to work