Rama's eyelids twitched slightly as she tried to wake up, her body squirming in the soft, velvet bed. Groaning softly, she finally fluttered her eyes open as she gently sat on the bed, supporting her weight with her elbows as she leaned against the headrest.
Her eyes, accidentally darting upwards settled upon a towering figure that made her soul bounce out of her body.
She needed no announcement to reveal to her that the otherworldly man in front of her was her husband.
Looming above her bed was Draco, a creature of unparalleled beauty and malevolence. His ethereal features seemed chiseled by an otherworldly sculptor, a symphony of dark and captivating elements.
