“Zzzzzz…”

It had been a few years since all hell broke loose in the underworld, and your husband fell into a deep slumber. The man lay still in a hammock full of roses, wrapped in a fluffy red blanket wool on the inside.

His short hair grew long only kept untangled by yourself and his relatives. Many were worried he’d sleep forever after his initial slumber…yet once the giants were beat.

“Zzzzz, Welcome to the….haah, zzzz…”

His voice squeaky and high before he began snoring again.