A human man was walking through a manor, carrying a pile of papers. The man was lean and a little over five feet tall, with tan skin and dark brown, unkempt, hair. He was wearing a button-up shirt with overalls and dress shoes, he had a pair of glasses that were hanging on the left chest pocket of his shirt. His chocolate brown eyes had multiple bags under them, showing the many nights of work without rest. As he was walking, he suddenly stopped and turned in front of a door that was almost twice his size. Drowsily he spoke three words, and the door opened on its own. Khemed was mentally drained after a day of grading tests and assignments.
He started to wonder why he chose to become a professor within the enchantment department. At first, he was excited to teach his students as much as he could, showing them the wonders of enchantment. After he had graded his first round of tests, he had discovered why his colleagues looked so empty.
Before Khemed walked into the room, he stared into it while sighing heavily. The room was an office, although it looked strange. Just like the door, it seemed like it was built for someone twice his size. Sighing again, Khemed had sat down at the desk that was on the left side of the room. Out of everything there it seemed to be the only thing in the room that was made for a normal human. Placing down the pile of paper and grabbing a pen, he began grading the papers.
The morning had passed and after going through half the pile, Khemed sighed and grumbled, "By the Gods, why do they even bother taking the course if they just see it as a junk class." Khemed had taken off his circular glasses and rubbed his eyes. After taking a moment to prepare himself for more paperwork, he heard a knocking at the door. Looking up, his tired face changed into a happy one.
Standing in the doorway was a tall woman, easily standing at seven feet. She had light gray skin with tribal markings on her face, the markings went up the right side of her face and went down her neck. Her eyes were a deep emerald green. Her hair was shaved on the sides leaving only the hair growing out from the middle of her head. She wore a large robe that was only an inch from the ground, and underneath she had a simple but regal dress. Khemed looked at her enlarged stomach that held their child.
Smiling, the woman said. "Khemed my love, how was your day?". She strode into the room and waved her hand, and when she did a large couch appears in front of his desk. She sat down on the couch as she looked at Khemed. Seeing how tired he was she pouted slightly. "You should take some time off, I can always push back my meeting and appointment and we can enjoy some quiet."
"As much as I would love to do that Nirra, I can't. The semester is almost over, finals are almost here and I want to at least get half my students to pass. Just judging by some of these tests I think only half the class might pass." Khemed had tried his best with his students every year, but no matter what he did they always saw the class as an easy way to fill out their required classes without it affecting their final scoring within the academy.
Nirra rolled her eyes at the statement. "You're just over exaggerating, you can get rather upset without sleep. Besides, it can't be that bad." Nirra made a series of hand motions and said, "Telekinesis". The paper that Khemed was grading lifted from his desk and flew over to Nirra, grabbing the paper, she began to furrow her brows and frown. "Gods, they could at least put some effort into this. This isn't even related to enchanting, they just rambled about the three different components of spell casting." After looking over the other paper, she waved her hand and another paper flew towards her. She looked at another five papers, and with each paper, she became angrier with each passing second.
"You see what I mean now?" Khemed looked in defeat at his agitated wife.
"Ok, you might have a point but at least you don't have to deal with managing the family's affairs. I swear, sometimes those bastards from the Ewudo Kingdom are just the worst. I am convinced that they only ever think about adventures or look for their next achievement to boast about. The last time I had to deal with one, they tried to settle a border issue with a duel. A fucking duel!" As Nirra looked at papers and ranted about dealing with her duties as the matriarch of the Dumein family, she started looking angrier and angrier.
Seeing his pregnant wife stressed he put down the paper he was grading and walked over to Nirra. He grabbed her hand before she could keep looking at the test, "You shouldn't worry about how well my students are doing, you already have enough stress as the head of the family. Besides you heard what the clerics said, you should avoid stress as much as possible. It would be bad for you and the baby."
Nirra looked into Khemed's eyes, she could see his worries about her. Sighing she waved a hand and the papers that were next to her flew back to the desk. "Fine, come and sit with me Khemed." Smiling, Khemed sat next to her, seeing that he was comfortable she leaned her head on top of his.
After sitting together, just enjoying each other's warmth for a while, Nirra broke the silence. "I'm scared, Khemed. I fear for our child." Nirra held Khemed's hand tightly. "Our families were outraged at the idea of our marriage, but now that I'm pregnant, they have become even more unreasonable. What if they try to hurt us? What if they try to hurt our baby?"
Khemed was surprised, even though they had been married for some time, she rarely felt any form of fear. After all, she was the Matriarch of the Dumein family, one of the most powerful wizards in the land. But he could understand her fear because he had the same fears as well. "You don't have to be scared, Nirra." Khemed looked up at her. "You won't have to face the struggles alone, I will be here with you."
"Thank you Khemed, thank you." They continued sitting in silence until the sun completely went down, and the two moons rose to take their place. Nirra sighed while looking out the window, "My back is killing me. We should head to bed."
"I agree." Leaving the office, they prepared for bed after an exhausting day.