IMAGINE..

Arthur coming home from a battle. It was late at night and you hadn't slept for days, but finally exhaustion had taken over. He returned somber, saddened by the past days events. You slept through his return, sleep overtaking your body. Arthur sat beside you on the bed, staring at the fire in the mantle for hours until you wake.

"I'm back, you don't need to worry any longer.."