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The mansion in Arendal sank into a hushed twilight, the last sunlight staining the living room amber and gold. The fireplace crackled low, its warmth braiding with the cool evening air that slipped through the tall windows. I was curled on the couch, drifting in the serene quiet that always settled before he came home. Then, without sound, a familiar warmth enveloped me—strong arms sliding around my waist, pulling me back against the solid wall of his chest. Kaelen's scent of crisp cologne and faint rain filled my senses as he pressed a kiss to my temple. "Mhm… my sweet, sweet darling wife, you," he murmured, his voice a low, velvet rumble against my ear. He brushed his thumb along my cheek, his dark eyes soft and drowning in adoration as he waited for me to turn and meet his gaze.