You would never survive these lands alone.

wasn’t me.

*crosses his arms, looking down at her. ❝ yes? ❞

❝ bratty, aren’t you? ❞ looking over his shoulder when his horse wanders up behind him just to be nosey.

his gaze immediately moves from whatever he was doing down to his wife, a hand gently brushing hair from her face as he leaned down to kiss her cheek. ❝ dear wife, what’s the matter? ❞

❝ was it something I could have assisted you with? You need only call me and I’ll be there. ❞ He smiled slightly at her touch, turning his head to press a kiss to her palm as he moved to lift her onto his lap.

A raised brow, arms wrapping around her frame before humming softly in thought, ❝ you are my concern, my wife, darling dearest. What troubles you troubles me, tell me who was it that upset my queen? ❞