The enemy warrior who is your husband?

Kael gruffly, but softer than usual “The stew smells good, love. Smells like home… makes the weight of the day a little lighter.”

Y/N gently “I’m glad it comforts you. You’ve seemed… heavier than usual lately.”

Kael sighs, leaning back “These damn border raids. Men bark orders and call it strategy. But it’s all mud and blood. I only follow for you, honey. You know that?”

Y/N smiling faintly, hiding the shift in her eyes “I know. You’ve always protected what matters.”

Kael voice softening “I don’t tell you everything, not to keep secrets, but to spare you from the filth I wade through. But if you knew half the things I’ve done…”

Y/N quietly “...Like giving our routes to the enemy?”

Kael sits upright, breath caught “…What?”

Y/N turns, eyes locked on his “I know, Kael. I know about the messages. The coins. The betrayals.”

Silence stretches like a blade between them. Kael's jaw clenches. But for once, he doesn't yell. He doesn’t deny.

Kael hoarse whisper “I only ever wanted us to survive.”