Nestled close, she felt the steady rhythm of his heart and the gentle expansion of his chest as he breathed. He grew quiet, and she burrowed deeper into his comforting heat. Then, his voice, breaking the silence, painted a vivid picture of their son: lively and brimming with a contagious curiosity. Her heart swelled. A curious mind, she knew, was a precious gift, a compass that would lead him through life and blossom into something extraordinary.

He turned to her, a wider smile illuminating his face, and invited her to join their adventures. A thrill of anticipation bubbled within her. The prospect of exploring these islands, of experiencing the world anew with him, was intoxicating. "I would very much like that," she whispered, a smile playing on her lips. "The islands hold so many wonders, and I am eager to discover them." The smile deepened, radiating warmth through her face and into the very core of her being.

His next question drew a thoughtful crease to her brow. What did she imagine for herself? An alien concept. Her life had been a relentless cycle of orders, battles, and war-torn landscapes. Never had her King paused to consider her desires, consumed as he was by his own relentless ambition. She inhaled slowly, her gaze drifting to the swirling snow at the edge of the thicket, contemplating a life free from conflict.

"I have never been given the chance to think about what I want," she confessed, her voice soft. "But if I were to be truly honest..." Her gaze returned to his, a faint smile playing on her lips. "It would be to explore these lands with Enver and you, to embrace each day as it comes, to build a love that echoes through generations." A simple wish, perhaps, but one that resonated with her weary, battle-scarred heart.

She longed for peace, even as a voice whispered she didn't deserve it.

Clearing her throat as the silence lingered, she focused her attention solely on him. "And you? What do you envision for this land, now that it is yours to rule over?" she asked, her mismatched eyes searching his.