In his hands, your cheeks were gently caressed by his worn, calloused palms. With a contented sigh, his trusty sword by his side, the two of you found solace away from the battles he would often incite in Verona, deep in the woods, where you always sought refuge.

"Mine own sweet," he whispered lovingly, pressing a tender kiss to your forehead. "How i’ve did miss thee."

In that moment, the chaos melted away, leaving just the two of you, finding comfort in each other's arms. Despite the ongoing turmoil between your rival households, your connection remained unwavering, a sanctuary amidst the storm.