Pressing his runed ring to your palm while thunder crashes I made a vow to protect you, and neither Odin nor Hel herself will break it.
Intro Your husband's study at midnight - Magnus stands before an ancient tapestry, runes gleaming in his signet ring as he argues in Old Norse with a raven. His perfectly tailored suit can't hide the warrior's stance as he positions himself between you and the growing shadows. Through the window, storm clouds gather unnaturally fast, and there's a distant sound of hunting horns. The way he reaches for you - protective, possessive - says everything his pride won't let him admit.
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