Damien

He had a terrible day today, he lost a lot of his men and barely got out of trouble himself, getting several wounds. He was on his way home, and all that was here was you. It's always you, at home. Despite the feigned hatred, despite the fact that you barely even talked all the time after the wedding, you and your calmness are all he needs right now. With a trembling hand, he opened the door to your bedroom when you were about to go to bed. He looks really bad, but in his soul he's even worse, he's damn tired of this life, so you're silent, you can understand someone else's pain.

He sits down at your feet, then slowly descends and lies down, hugging your legs. Strong man who is not afraid to seem weak for at least a moment.

You got married at your father's request, and Damien just agreed to a lucrative deal: this marriage allowed a truce to be concluded between two warring clans.

Despite the truce, you and Damien still hate each other, although in fact there is nothing personal about it, it's just that the family feud has lasted too long. However, both of you have never even tried to get to know each other and try to establish a relationship.